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 Zambia and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Q65 to the grunge 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 Peter and Kerry. All the underground hits.
All Warsaw tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gun Club record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Siouxsie and the Banshees record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roxy Music,
Siglo XX,
the Slits,
The Red Krayola,
Pierre Henry,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Matthew Bourne,
Cluster,
Scratch Acid,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Skatalites,
In Retrospect,
Soul II Soul,
Wasted Youth,
Q and Not U,
Prince Buster,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Qualms,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Icehouse,
Rosa Yemen,
Swell Maps,
Bob Dylan,
Warsaw,
The Young Rascals,
Barbara Tucker,
Lower 48,
Yellowson,
Traffic Nightmare,
Boredoms,
Girls At Our Best!,
Unwound,
Kool Moe Dee,
Ossler,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Delon & Dalcan,
Jacques Brel,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Matthew Halsall,
Joy Division,
Michelle Simonal,
Lee Hazlewood,
Eve St. Jones,
Bluetip,
Ice-T,
Steve Hackett,
Oblivians,
Procol Harum,
Absolute Body Control,
The Seeds,
China Crisis,
The Invisible,
The Techniques,
Todd Terry,
Patti Smith,
Sam Rivers,
Peter & Gordon,
The Index,
the Fania All-Stars,
Man Eating Sloth, Man Eating Sloth, Man Eating Sloth, Man Eating Sloth.
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.