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 Germany and from Beijing.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the rhodes 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 The Sound to the dance 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 Roxette. All the underground hits.
All Cymande tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cramps record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick Morgan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Trojans,
Gang Starr,
The Skatalites,
Robert Görl,
Altered Images,
PIL,
The Fuzztones,
Jeru the Damaja,
Johnny Osbourne,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Leonard Cohen,
Marcia Griffiths,
Alphaville,
Harry Pussy,
Porter Ricks,
Donald Byrd,
Grandmaster Flash,
X-Ray Spex,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sister Nancy,
Boogie Down Productions,
Black Moon,
Marine Girls,
Das Ding,
Frankie Knuckles,
Circle Jerks,
China Crisis,
Hashim,
Monolake,
Johnny Clarke,
Matthew Halsall,
Sound Behaviour,
Joy Division,
Kool Moe Dee,
Soft Cell,
Sonic Youth,
Fatback Band,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Model 500,
Black Flag,
The Gories,
Pierre Henry,
Pulsallama,
Thompson Twins,
Tim Buckley,
Scientists,
The Music Machine,
Sam Rivers,
The Victims,
Ludus,
The Toasters,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Remains,
Alice Coltrane,
Ultra Naté,
Funky Four + One,
Livin' Joy,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Michelle Simonal,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Joey Negro,
Wasted Youth,
The Move, The Move, The Move, The Move.
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.