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 Palau and from Johannesburg.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Golliwogs to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Modern Lovers. All the underground hits.
All Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sunsets and Hearts record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Trojans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cosmic Jokers,
LL Cool J,
Scott Walker,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Moss Icon,
The Star Department,
Alice Coltrane,
Godley & Creme,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Rapeman,
Radiopuhelimet,
Kenny Larkin,
Hardrive,
Tom Boy,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Andrew Hill,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Swell Maps,
Glenn Branca,
10cc,
Mark Hollis,
Cameo,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Prince Buster,
Gregory Isaacs,
Main Source,
Avey Tare,
Flipper,
Lyres,
Schoolly D,
The Golliwogs,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Young Rascals,
Oneida,
Kerrie Biddell,
Amon Düül II,
The Durutti Column,
La Düsseldorf,
Jacob Miller,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Surgeon,
Sonny Sharrock,
Nation of Ulysses,
KRS-One,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Invisible,
Con Funk Shun,
The Detroit Cobras,
Brothers Johnson,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Sex Pistols,
Scrapy,
Connie Case,
T.S.O.L.,
Curtis Mayfield,
Rekid,
Easy Going,
New Order,
Magazine, Magazine, Magazine, Magazine.
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.