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 St Lucia and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Scientists to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Shuggie Otis. All the underground hits.
All Heaven 17 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ten City record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Dave Clark Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scion,
Fear,
Mo-Dettes,
Amon Düül II,
The Offenders,
Al Stewart,
The Alarm Clocks,
Nirvana,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
JFA,
Ronnie Foster,
T.S.O.L.,
Bootsy Collins,
Ice-T,
Flamin' Groovies,
Peter & Gordon,
Crime,
The Grass Roots,
Severed Heads,
Black Flag,
The Neon Judgement,
the Normal,
Deadbeat,
Average White Band,
Jimmy McGriff,
Thompson Twins,
X-Ray Spex,
OOIOO,
Skarface,
The Sound,
Y Pants,
Brick,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Tears for Fears,
The Detroit Cobras,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Stetsasonic,
Susan Cadogan,
Groovy Waters,
Wally Richardson,
Scratch Acid,
The United States of America,
Minutemen,
Neil Young,
Yusef Lateef,
Stiv Bators,
The Selecter,
Sällskapet,
Excepter,
Icehouse,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Arab on Radar,
Gregory Isaacs,
Mad Mike,
Harmonia,
Kevin Saunderson,
Lindisfarne,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Five Americans,
the Sonics,
Audionom,
June Days,
Mars, Mars, Mars, Mars.
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.