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 Sri Lanka and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 organ 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 Buzzcocks to the grunge 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 Peter & Gordon. All the underground hits.
All Oblivians tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dual Sessions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thee Headcoats record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Maurizio,
Don Cherry,
Essential Logic,
Marine Girls,
Suicide,
E-Dancer,
Sonic Youth,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Bad Manners,
Nico,
Young Marble Giants,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Gap Band,
The Litter,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Neu!,
The Velvet Underground,
The Walker Brothers,
Goldenarms,
The Fuzztones,
Nirvana,
Letta Mbulu,
Delta 5,
Easy Going,
Sun City Girls,
EPMD,
Ossler,
Infiniti,
The Standells,
Pole,
Absolute Body Control,
Con Funk Shun,
Scott Walker,
Al Stewart,
Smog,
The Blues Magoos,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Gang Gang Dance,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Durutti Column,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Das Ding,
Skarface,
Mary Jane Girls,
Eve St. Jones,
The American Breed,
Amon Düül,
Rufus Thomas,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Pop Group,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Mandrill,
Wally Richardson,
Deakin,
In Retrospect,
L. Decosne,
Arcadia,
Ice-T,
A Certain Ratio,
Unwound,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs.
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.