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 Ivory Coast and from Mumbai.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 Lou Reed 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 Normal to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Soft Machine. All the underground hits.
All the Slits tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nils Olav record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 güiro and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harpers Bizarre record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Drive Like Jehu,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Procol Harum,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Brass Construction,
Index,
Davy DMX,
cv313,
La Düsseldorf,
Sam Rivers,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Das Ding,
Reagan Youth,
The Cure,
Yazoo,
Flash Fearless,
Motorama,
Barbara Tucker,
Yusef Lateef,
Heaven 17,
Sugar Minott,
Black Bananas,
The Kinks,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Shuggie Otis,
Rod Modell,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
China Crisis,
Warren Ellis,
the Human League,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Shoche,
Gong,
Zapp,
Lebanon Hanover,
Darondo,
Radio Birdman,
Chris & Cosey,
Second Layer,
Neil Young,
The Dead C,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Flamin' Groovies,
Q65,
kango's stein massive,
Sun City Girls,
Simply Red,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Metal Thangz,
Roxy Music,
Mandrill,
Depeche Mode,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Vladislav Delay,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Bizarre Inc.,
Y Pants,
The Busters,
Cheater Slicks,
Japan,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh.
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.