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 Tuvalu and from Shanghai.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Prince Buster to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Nas. All the underground hits.
All La Düsseldorf tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sonic Youth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deepchord record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fluxion,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Alison Limerick,
Silicon Teens,
Lalann,
Kenny Larkin,
Grey Daturas,
John Foxx,
Rites of Spring,
Zapp,
Youth Brigade,
Morten Harket,
Glambeats Corp.,
Sugar Minott,
John Coltrane,
Eric B and Rakim,
Nation of Ulysses,
Steve Hackett,
World's Most,
Dorothy Ashby,
Roy Ayers,
Joe Smooth,
Stetsasonic,
Dave Gahan,
Roxy Music,
The Vogues,
The Alarm Clocks,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Pop Group,
Matthew Halsall,
Magazine,
Sex Pistols,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Infiniti,
Pole,
Oneida,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Todd Rundgren,
Talk Talk,
The Misunderstood,
Fela Kuti,
Smog,
Accadde A,
Yaz,
The Pretty Things,
Eli Mardock,
Metal Thangz,
Yazoo,
Television,
ABBA,
10cc,
Japan,
Gerry Rafferty,
Second Layer,
Echospace,
Q and Not U,
The Tremeloes,
Liliput,
Groovy Waters,
The Names,
Quadrant,
Model 500,
Hot Snakes,
Ronan, Ronan, Ronan, Ronan.
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.