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 the UAE and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Interpol to the techno 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 CMW. All the underground hits.
All Adolescents tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DJ Style record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a ABC record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Public Image Ltd.,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Fugazi,
The Alarm Clocks,
Ludus,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Quantec,
Motorama,
the Human League,
Rapeman,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
D'Angelo,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Infiniti,
David Bowie,
Ken Boothe,
Janne Schatter,
JFA,
Tommy Roe,
The Gun Club,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Peter & Gordon,
Eli Mardock,
a-ha,
Lou Christie,
Tom Boy,
Jesper Dahlback,
Cecil Taylor,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
CMW,
Jeff Lynne,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Oneida,
Neil Young,
The Beau Brummels,
Joensuu 1685,
Buzzcocks,
Black Pus,
Barrington Levy,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Motions,
Ossler,
Popol Vuh,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Symarip,
Gang Green,
Bush Tetras,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Ponytail,
Sparks,
Monks,
Metal Thangz,
Theoretical Girls,
Bluetip,
Thee Headcoats,
Junior Murvin,
Amazonics,
The Slackers,
Joey Negro,
PIL,
The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain.
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.