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 Nigeria and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 oboe 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 Kool G Rap & DJ Polo to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 the Germs. All the underground hits.
All Red Lorry Yellow Lorry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stetsasonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Derrick Morgan,
Cluster,
Roger Hodgson,
John Lydon,
Quando Quango,
Eric Dolphy,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Fela Kuti,
Vladislav Delay,
Whodini,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Kerri Chandler,
The Fugs,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Throbbing Gristle,
Tom Boy,
Funky Four + One,
Erykah Badu,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Schoolly D,
Y Pants,
the Sonics,
Nation of Ulysses,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Saints,
Tim Buckley,
Glenn Branca,
Lindisfarne,
Kas Product,
Derrick May,
Public Image Ltd.,
Jacob Miller,
Dual Sessions,
Television Personalities,
Banda Bassotti,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Leonard Cohen,
Model 500,
Charles Mingus,
Henry Cow,
Ten City,
Massinfluence,
Shuggie Otis,
Marvin Gaye,
Porter Ricks,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Graham Central Station,
One Last Wish,
Babytalk,
Bronski Beat,
Circle Jerks,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Cheater Slicks,
The Red Krayola,
Vainqueur,
The Mojo Men,
U.S. Maple,
Excepter,
Peter & Gordon,
The Offenders,
The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes.
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.