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 Argentina and from Johannesburg.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 JFA to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Pet Shop Boys. All the underground hits.
All Inner City tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Subhumans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 güiro and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mo-Dettes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moebius,
Lungfish,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Grass Roots,
Slick Rick,
Scientists,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Moss Icon,
The Dead C,
John Cale,
UT,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Grandmaster Flash,
Lou Reed,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Flash Fearless,
Gerry Rafferty,
Can,
The Standells,
Bluetip,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
David Axelrod,
Blossom Toes,
Hashim,
Rotary Connection,
Aaron Thompson,
The Knickerbockers,
Derrick Morgan,
Barclay James Harvest,
Glenn Branca,
The Associates,
Cheater Slicks,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Nico,
Girls At Our Best!,
the Association,
China Crisis,
Franke,
Zero Boys,
The Moleskins,
Urselle,
Moby Grape,
The Human League,
Roxy Music,
Tom Boy,
Amon Düül II,
KRS-One,
The Remains,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Eddi Front,
Scion,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Matthew Halsall,
Brick,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Glambeats Corp.,
the Human League,
Nas,
Stetsasonic,
Newcleus,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))).
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.