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 Monaco and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Cabaret Voltaire to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Shuggie Otis. All the underground hits.
All Moebius tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mo-Dettes 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Tremeloes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Altered Images,
The Invisible,
Ludus,
Joe Finger,
Anakelly,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Harry Pussy,
China Crisis,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Barbara Tucker,
The Gap Band,
Yaz,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Happenings,
Intrusion,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Lightning Bolt,
Hasil Adkins,
Ralphi Rosario,
Robert Wyatt,
Interpol,
Zero Boys,
The Misunderstood,
Lakeside,
D'Angelo,
The Cure,
The Martian,
Masters at Work,
The United States of America,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Human League,
Au Pairs,
Harpers Bizarre,
Aural Exciters,
The Moleskins,
June Days,
Donald Byrd,
Brand Nubian,
Malaria!,
Visage,
Camberwell Now,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Doobie Brothers,
Neil Young,
John Holt,
Eric Copeland,
Nick Fraelich,
Vladislav Delay,
Jacques Brel,
Duran Duran,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Fugs,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Kas Product,
Lower 48,
Suicide,
Tres Demented,
Mandrill,
Curtis Mayfield,
Mission of Burma,
R.M.O.,
Second Layer, Second Layer, Second Layer, Second Layer.
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.