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 Portugal and from Copenhagen.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 arpeggiator 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 The Jesus and Mary Chain to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Infiniti. All the underground hits.
All Das Ding tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deepchord record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gerry Rafferty record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Boredoms,
Motorama,
Glambeats Corp.,
Laurel Aitken,
The Motions,
Cameo,
Ultravox,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Human League,
Rotary Connection,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Stooges,
The Offenders,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Joey Negro,
Gichy Dan,
Aswad,
Buzzcocks,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Crime,
The Buckinghams,
Bob Dylan,
The Sound,
Mad Mike,
Cecil Taylor,
Althea and Donna,
Brick,
Pussy Galore,
Andrew Hill,
Curtis Mayfield,
New York Dolls,
Jeff Mills,
Y Pants,
The Cramps,
Theoretical Girls,
Flipper,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Dave Clark Five,
Gang Green,
Donny Hathaway,
The Mojo Men,
The Angels of Light,
Massinfluence,
Symarip,
Hashim,
June Days,
Surgeon,
Faraquet,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Skriet,
Country Teasers,
Mr. Review,
EPMD,
Quadrant,
Shoche,
The Kinks,
Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters.
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.