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 Finland and from Copenhagen.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 oboe 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 Association to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Pylon. All the underground hits.
All the Swans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Funkadelic 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 marimba and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Finger,
Inner City,
T.S.O.L.,
Pylon,
The United States of America,
Kevin Saunderson,
Buzzcocks,
Kenny Larkin,
The Music Machine,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Charles Mingus,
China Crisis,
Drexciya,
Donny Hathaway,
Talk Talk,
KRS-One,
Junior Murvin,
Ornette Coleman,
Q and Not U,
The Knickerbockers,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Cal Tjader,
Colin Newman,
The Shadows of Knight,
Minor Threat,
Aloha Tigers,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Wire,
Circle Jerks,
Black Pus,
Surgeon,
Sun City Girls,
Carl Craig,
The Monochrome Set,
Bob Dylan,
Mars,
The Star Department,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Erasure,
Lakeside,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Goldenarms,
Flamin' Groovies,
Zero Boys,
Ronan,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Roy Ayers,
The Red Krayola,
Dead Boys,
Pantaleimon,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Neon Judgement,
Second Layer,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
David Bowie,
Deakin,
Eden Ahbez,
Severed Heads,
The Black Dice, The Black Dice, The Black Dice, The Black Dice.
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.