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 Dominica and from Salvador.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 harpsichord 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 Scott Walker to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 a-ha. All the underground hits.
All One Last Wish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Cale record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Matthew Halsall record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
One Last Wish,
Eden Ahbez,
The Gories,
The Barracudas,
Rotary Connection,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Grass Roots,
The Offenders,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Nico,
The Black Dice,
DJ Sneak,
Faust,
Supertramp,
Alphaville,
Rhythm & Sound,
Jeff Mills,
Robert Görl,
Das Ding,
Unrelated Segments,
Moss Icon,
H. Thieme,
Negative Approach,
Marmalade,
Sexual Harrassment,
Yaz,
Accadde A,
Rod Modell,
Donald Byrd,
Lindisfarne,
Urselle,
Robert Wyatt,
The J.B.'s,
Essential Logic,
Quantec,
Erykah Badu,
Slave,
The Gladiators,
The Smoke,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Sun City Girls,
The Real Kids,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Pulsallama,
Oblivians,
The Flesh Eaters,
Wire,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Monochrome Set,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Stockholm Monsters,
Warsaw,
Visage,
Boredoms,
Pylon,
JFA,
Severed Heads,
Amon Düül II,
Section 25,
Joey Negro,
MC5,
La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf.
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.