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 Malta and from Shanghai.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Magma 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 Pylon. All the underground hits.
All Los Fastidios tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Circle Jerks 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tomorrow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pulsallama,
Kerri Chandler,
The Standells,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Eddi Front,
Stetsasonic,
Moss Icon,
Slick Rick,
Dennis Brown,
Joe Smooth,
Soul Sonic Force,
CMW,
The Beau Brummels,
The Wake,
Amon Düül II,
Lou Reed,
Eric Copeland,
Pagans,
L. Decosne,
Zapp,
The Vogues,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Fall,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Gap Band,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Eric Dolphy,
Rotary Connection,
Stereo Dub,
Echospace,
Hardrive,
Curtis Mayfield,
Nation of Ulysses,
Jacques Brel,
Quando Quango,
Boogie Down Productions,
Barrington Levy,
Sandy B,
The Martian,
Yusef Lateef,
Quantec,
Malaria!,
The Pretty Things,
Joey Negro,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Crime,
Grey Daturas,
Robert Görl,
Soul II Soul,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Sparks,
Anakelly,
The Seeds,
Pantytec,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kayak,
The Human League,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Isaac Hayes,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Slackers,
Neu!,
the Soft Cell, the Soft Cell, the Soft Cell, the Soft Cell.
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.