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 France and from Glasgow.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 chamberlin 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 Eric B and Rakim to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Brass Construction. All the underground hits.
All Alison Limerick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABC record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grey Daturas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Television Personalities,
The Selecter,
Mo-Dettes,
Agitation Free,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Monochrome Set,
Barbara Tucker,
OOIOO,
The Litter,
Bob Dylan,
Howard Jones,
Flipper,
FM Einheit,
Tres Demented,
Aural Exciters,
Eric Dolphy,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Underground Resistance,
Sun City Girls,
The Neon Judgement,
Sixth Finger,
Sexual Harrassment,
Trumans Water,
Joe Smooth,
Chris & Cosey,
X-101,
Drive Like Jehu,
Heaven 17,
Throbbing Gristle,
Silicon Teens,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Cal Tjader,
Easy Going,
David Axelrod,
Brass Construction,
Don Cherry,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Music Machine,
Ultimate Spinach,
Infiniti,
Alison Limerick,
Excepter,
Jacob Miller,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Mr. Review,
The Pretty Things,
Curtis Mayfield,
Robert Görl,
Derrick Morgan,
Depeche Mode,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Youth Brigade,
Mad Mike,
Black Bananas,
The Pop Group,
Bronski Beat,
CMW,
Swans,
Stockholm Monsters,
JFA,
Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins.
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.