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 Djibouti and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Justin Hinds & The Dominoes to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Negative Approach. All the underground hits.
All Von Mondo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Echo & the Bunnymen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skaos record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Massinfluence,
CMW,
The Pretty Things,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Cluster,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Happenings,
ABC,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Mad Mike,
Ossler,
Deepchord,
Roxy Music,
Rapeman,
Bang On A Can,
Marc Almond,
The Index,
Easy Going,
Stiv Bators,
Rekid,
Banda Bassotti,
Soulsonic Force,
Ludus,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Hoover,
The New Christs,
Oneida,
Chrome,
The Trojans,
Young Marble Giants,
Arthur Verocai,
Girls At Our Best!,
PIL,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Kerrie Biddell,
L. Decosne,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Martian,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Black Bananas,
Isaac Hayes,
Black Pus,
Reagan Youth,
Derrick May,
Dorothy Ashby,
X-Ray Spex,
Deakin,
Electric Prunes,
Crash Course in Science,
Dave Gahan,
Vainqueur,
Panda Bear,
Qualms,
The Raincoats,
Magma,
Gerry Rafferty,
Babytalk,
The Angels of Light,
Bob Dylan,
The Gories,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars.
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.