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 Hong Kong.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 The Mojo Men to the rap 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 The Monks. All the underground hits.
All Sad Lovers and Giants tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Motorama 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neu! record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Goldenarms,
Adolescents,
Junior Murvin,
Icehouse,
Bobby Sherman,
Robert Görl,
Stiv Bators,
D'Angelo,
Colin Newman,
Eric B and Rakim,
Dark Day,
John Holt,
The Gladiators,
Lyres,
Mantronix,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Erykah Badu,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Sound Behaviour,
The Young Rascals,
Eurythmics,
Gerry Rafferty,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Standells,
Pussy Galore,
Los Fastidios,
Lakeside,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Chris & Cosey,
Sonic Youth,
Guru Guru,
48th St. Collective,
The Move,
Nico,
June Days,
The Mummies,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Girls At Our Best!,
Underground Resistance,
Pole,
Harmonia,
CMW,
The Dirtbombs,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Marc Almond,
Kas Product,
Amazonics,
Rosa Yemen,
Suicide,
Johnny Clarke,
Patti Smith,
Henry Cow,
Country Teasers,
LL Cool J,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Misunderstood,
Derrick May,
Ossler,
Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's.
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.