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 Mexico and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Bauhaus to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Jacob Miller. All the underground hits.
All Rotary Connection tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Trojans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 a guitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Von Mondo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Soft Cell,
The Knickerbockers,
The Stooges,
The Invisible,
Absolute Body Control,
Q65,
Qualms,
Kool Moe Dee,
Bauhaus,
Marmalade,
Drexciya,
Soft Cell,
Rites of Spring,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Subhumans,
U.S. Maple,
Carl Craig,
Letta Mbulu,
Spoonie Gee,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Motorama,
Dual Sessions,
Isaac Hayes,
Scratch Acid,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Slits,
Dead Boys,
Juan Atkins,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Human League,
Jerry's Kids,
ABC,
Michelle Simonal,
X-Ray Spex,
Circle Jerks,
Scott Walker,
Pussy Galore,
Jeff Lynne,
Youth Brigade,
OOIOO,
The Index,
Lou Christie,
F. McDonald,
Pylon,
Colin Newman,
Althea and Donna,
Amon Düül II,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Tremeloes,
Barbara Tucker,
Godley & Creme,
Jeru the Damaja,
Ponytail,
Sällskapet,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Saints,
Byron Stingily,
Brand Nubian,
Henry Cow,
Flamin' Groovies,
Wasted Youth,
MC5,
Jeff Mills,
Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott.
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.