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 Palau and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 AZ to the grunge 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 The Sonics. All the underground hits.
All Lungfish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Normal 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mighty Diamonds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Zeros,
Popol Vuh,
Pussy Galore,
X-Ray Spex,
Lakeside,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Monolake,
Lower 48,
Pere Ubu,
Todd Terry,
Masters at Work,
New York Dolls,
Cameo,
Amon Düül II,
Unrelated Segments,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Rod Modell,
Crooked Eye,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Severed Heads,
Don Cherry,
Sun Ra,
Crash Course in Science,
The Trojans,
Robert Hood,
Chris & Cosey,
Joensuu 1685,
The Names,
Gang Gang Dance,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Todd Rundgren,
Donald Byrd,
Pierre Henry,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Evens,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Terry Callier,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Human League,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Eddi Front,
Henry Cow,
Dennis Brown,
Skriet,
Absolute Body Control,
LL Cool J,
Schoolly D,
Blancmange,
Scratch Acid,
Brothers Johnson,
The Modern Lovers,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Essential Logic,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Doobie Brothers,
Heaven 17,
Harpers Bizarre, Harpers Bizarre, Harpers Bizarre, Harpers Bizarre.
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.