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 Indonesia and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Brick to the grunge 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 Notorious Big And Bone Thugs. All the underground hits.
All E-Dancer tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a PIL record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Sound,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
FM Einheit,
Rhythm & Sound,
Robert Wyatt,
Maleditus Sound,
Juan Atkins,
Faust,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Wally Richardson,
Pole,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Motions,
John Cale,
Bob Dylan,
Matthew Halsall,
Boz Scaggs,
The Residents,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Lungfish,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Joensuu 1685,
Cluster,
Magazine,
Camberwell Now,
Gong,
Grauzone,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Zapp,
Ronnie Foster,
Marvin Gaye,
Au Pairs,
Scrapy,
Susan Cadogan,
Mary Jane Girls,
Skarface,
Sparks,
Khruangbin,
Mr. Review,
Fatback Band,
Ten City,
Gerry Rafferty,
Sun Ra,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Fall,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Bobby Sherman,
Bauhaus,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Ronan,
Malaria!,
Cal Tjader,
DNA,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Offenders,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Techniques,
Franke,
Massinfluence,
Iggy Pop,
Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids.
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.