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 Albania and from Stockholm.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Pantaleimon to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Swans. All the underground hits.
All DJ Style tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Dirtbombs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 a chamberlin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter and Kerry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Blake Baxter,
Joensuu 1685,
Joe Smooth,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Malaria!,
Wasted Youth,
The Tremeloes,
Inner City,
Q and Not U,
Franke,
Minnie Riperton,
The Shadows of Knight,
Au Pairs,
Monks,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
MC5,
Depeche Mode,
Scion,
Rhythm & Sound,
the Human League,
Marcia Griffiths,
X-Ray Spex,
T. Rex,
Sun City Girls,
D'Angelo,
June of 44,
Chrome,
Wings,
Black Pus,
The Residents,
Altered Images,
Qualms,
New Age Steppers,
The Toasters,
Schoolly D,
Yellowson,
Eric Copeland,
Joyce Sims,
Laurel Aitken,
Drive Like Jehu,
Interpol,
Japan,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Tres Demented,
Blossom Toes,
Lee Hazlewood,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Flamin' Groovies,
Todd Rundgren,
The Slits,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
the Normal,
Ronnie Foster,
Alphaville,
Derrick Morgan,
FM Einheit,
Quantec,
The Neon Judgement,
Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic.
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.