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 Macedonia and from Johannesburg.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 marimba 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 Josef K to the electroclash 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 Icehouse. All the underground hits.
All Adolescents tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Japan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 an arpeggiator and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Skatalites record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kaleidoscope,
Donny Hathaway,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Cowsills,
Eden Ahbez,
Electric Prunes,
Amon Düül II,
Kurtis Blow,
Thompson Twins,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Big Daddy Kane,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Count Five,
Soft Cell,
Rosa Yemen,
Brothers Johnson,
Minnie Riperton,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Smoke,
Nas,
Brick,
The Alarm Clocks,
Vainqueur,
Rod Modell,
The Monks,
Interpol,
Jeff Mills,
Davy DMX,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Marc Almond,
Curtis Mayfield,
Swans,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Tears for Fears,
Maurizio,
Ituana,
Jandek,
Con Funk Shun,
Avey Tare,
Audionom,
The Birthday Party,
Stereo Dub,
Oneida,
Scott Walker,
E-Dancer,
Magazine,
Crooked Eye,
Neu!,
Surgeon,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Eve St. Jones,
The Dave Clark Five,
D'Angelo,
LL Cool J,
Pet Shop Boys,
Nation of Ulysses,
Marine Girls,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Ultra Naté,
Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson.
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.