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 Equatorial Guinea and from Salvador.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Skaos to the crunk 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 Stereo Dub. All the underground hits.
All Mars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New York Dolls 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stiv Bators record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Dirtbombs,
Ronan,
The Litter,
Sun Ra,
The Mojo Men,
Audionom,
Eric B and Rakim,
Skriet,
Moss Icon,
The Standells,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Danielle Patucci,
Yellowson,
Stockholm Monsters,
DJ Style,
Lungfish,
Grauzone,
The Monks,
The Kinks,
D'Angelo,
The Knickerbockers,
The Count Five,
Tubeway Army,
Depeche Mode,
Flipper,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Ohio Players,
Q and Not U,
Johnny Osbourne,
Gastr Del Sol,
Shuggie Otis,
Brass Construction,
Desert Stars,
Josef K,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Roger Hodgson,
These Immortal Souls,
The American Breed,
Boz Scaggs,
Jeru the Damaja,
Bang On A Can,
Funkadelic,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Marvin Gaye,
Graham Central Station,
Throbbing Gristle,
Kool Moe Dee,
Jesper Dahlback,
Warsaw,
K-Klass,
The Evens,
The Human League,
Circle Jerks,
Tres Demented,
Peter and Kerry,
Arcadia,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Oneida,
Tim Buckley,
Bronski Beat,
Crooked Eye,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.