Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Singapore and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Main Source to the punk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Ajijia Myrayebe. All the underground hits.
All FM Einheit tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cecil Taylor record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Adolescents record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Subhumans,
Soul Sonic Force,
London Community Gospel Choir,
10cc,
Nation of Ulysses,
Boogie Down Productions,
Joe Finger,
Nick Fraelich,
Crash Course in Science,
Ralphi Rosario,
Maurizio,
Faraquet,
Adolescents,
D'Angelo,
The Invisible,
Neil Young,
Rakim,
Nico,
Peter and Kerry,
Franke,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
ABC,
The Doobie Brothers,
Judy Mowatt,
Black Moon,
The Music Machine,
The Dirtbombs,
Swans,
Ohio Players,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Sound Behaviour,
Soft Machine,
Scrapy,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Von Mondo,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Offenders,
Morten Harket,
Swell Maps,
Little Man,
The Slackers,
Basic Channel,
Nas,
Moss Icon,
Flash Fearless,
La Düsseldorf,
John Holt,
Vainqueur,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Dave Gahan,
Barclay James Harvest,
Duran Duran,
Pulsallama,
Rufus Thomas,
Country Teasers,
Metal Thangz,
Lou Reed,
Technova,
The Moleskins,
Derrick Morgan,
Man Parrish, Man Parrish, Man Parrish, Man Parrish.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.