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 Fiji and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 Yazoo to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Easy Going. All the underground hits.
All The Dirtbombs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hot Snakes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mad Mike,
Blossom Toes,
Eddi Front,
Peter and Kerry,
Bizarre Inc.,
Goldenarms,
Scan 7,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Prince Buster,
Scott Walker,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Music Machine,
Soft Machine,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Dirtbombs,
John Lydon,
Nirvana,
Alison Limerick,
Reuben Wilson,
Section 25,
Heaven 17,
Judy Mowatt,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Sight & Sound,
Deepchord,
Man Eating Sloth,
Anthony Braxton,
Bobby Womack,
Moby Grape,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Peter & Gordon,
OOIOO,
Echospace,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Derrick May,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Television,
Althea and Donna,
Jesper Dahlback,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Country Teasers,
Joy Division,
Fear,
Livin' Joy,
Junior Murvin,
Ronan,
Robert Wyatt,
Gabor Szabo,
Eric Copeland,
Laurel Aitken,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Five Americans,
Can,
Outsiders,
Byron Stingily,
the Germs,
Boredoms,
Cal Tjader,
The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight.
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.