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 China and from Shanghai.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 David Bowie to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Quantec. All the underground hits.
All Eurythmics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Josef K 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hasil Adkins 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?
X-102,
The Music Machine,
Eli Mardock,
Radio Birdman,
Jandek,
Stetsasonic,
Gabor Szabo,
Pantaleimon,
Tears for Fears,
Ossler,
Magma,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Roxy Music,
Moby Grape,
The Offenders,
Funky Four + One,
Underground Resistance,
Aloha Tigers,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Bootsy Collins,
Liliput,
Absolute Body Control,
Blossom Toes,
Pharoah Sanders,
Junior Murvin,
Roger Hodgson,
This Heat,
the Germs,
Dennis Brown,
The Cramps,
Public Image Ltd.,
Althea and Donna,
The Busters,
Soft Cell,
Susan Cadogan,
Panda Bear,
John Foxx,
Davy DMX,
Mary Jane Girls,
Trumans Water,
MDC,
The Electric Prunes,
Echospace,
The Human League,
Cybotron,
The Seeds,
Joensuu 1685,
Hasil Adkins,
Girls At Our Best!,
Kevin Saunderson,
Pole,
The Cowsills,
R.M.O.,
Donny Hathaway,
These Immortal Souls,
Little Man,
Marvin Gaye,
Joy Division,
The Fugs,
LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J.
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.