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 Georgia and from Halifax.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 guitar 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 Severed Heads to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Scrapy. All the underground hits.
All Buzzcocks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mr. Review 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eric Dolphy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Susan Cadogan,
Isaac Hayes,
Black Sheep,
Chris & Cosey,
Babytalk,
Bobby Hutcherson,
the Sonics,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Archie Shepp,
Harmonia,
Mission of Burma,
Dead Boys,
Negative Approach,
David McCallum,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Gang Green,
Soul II Soul,
The Doors,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Happenings,
the Soft Cell,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Swans,
Eric Dolphy,
Sonic Youth,
Youth Brigade,
Althea and Donna,
Scan 7,
June Days,
Jeff Lynne,
La Düsseldorf,
Altered Images,
Cheater Slicks,
Alison Limerick,
Stereo Dub,
Wolf Eyes,
Hot Snakes,
Masters at Work,
The Moleskins,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Gun Club,
Essential Logic,
The Walker Brothers,
John Cale,
8 Eyed Spy,
Thompson Twins,
Fad Gadget,
Marc Almond,
OOIOO,
Television,
Spoonie Gee,
Radio Birdman,
Guru Guru,
Bronski Beat,
The Raincoats,
Delta 5,
The Evens,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
the Germs,
The Real Kids, The Real Kids, The Real Kids, The Real Kids.
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.