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 San Marino and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 marimba 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 Nico to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 One Last Wish. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Divine Comedy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boz Scaggs,
The Evens,
Moss Icon,
Malaria!,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Mo-Dettes,
Von Mondo,
The Stooges,
Idris Muhammad,
Swell Maps,
the Slits,
Monolake,
Swans,
Parry Music,
Lindisfarne,
K-Klass,
The Vogues,
Thompson Twins,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
A Certain Ratio,
The Slackers,
Sällskapet,
Y Pants,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Divine Comedy,
Black Sheep,
Section 25,
Gregory Isaacs,
Silicon Teens,
Infiniti,
Minutemen,
Blancmange,
Ludus,
Vainqueur,
The Fire Engines,
The Star Department,
The Smiths,
Reagan Youth,
Drexciya,
Glenn Branca,
Eric Copeland,
Avey Tare,
Donald Byrd,
Franke,
Bill Near,
Pharoah Sanders,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
ABC,
The Monochrome Set,
FM Einheit,
Eurythmics,
Yusef Lateef,
ABBA,
Faraquet,
Donny Hathaway,
Chrome,
Hardrive,
Outsiders,
Sonic Youth,
Nas,
Trumans Water,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band.
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.