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 New Zealand and from Jakarta.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Gabor Szabo to the electroclash 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 Sound Behaviour. All the underground hits.
All The Fall tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bizarre Inc. record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 an organ and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Dave Clark Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pole,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Bobby Byrd,
Suburban Knight,
Jeru the Damaja,
Wally Richardson,
ABBA,
Sugar Minott,
Bauhaus,
The Move,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Kerri Chandler,
Robert Görl,
Flamin' Groovies,
Moss Icon,
Eve St. Jones,
Infiniti,
Barry Ungar,
Mark Hollis,
John Coltrane,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Mummies,
The Fugs,
Mars,
The Fuzztones,
Negative Approach,
Eric B and Rakim,
Severed Heads,
Ralphi Rosario,
Underground Resistance,
Bill Near,
Maleditus Sound,
The Monks,
Shuggie Otis,
Sam Rivers,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Marcia Griffiths,
Idris Muhammad,
Jacob Miller,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Young Marble Giants,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Hashim,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Man Eating Sloth,
Scan 7,
New Age Steppers,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Aloha Tigers,
John Foxx,
Sun City Girls,
Lungfish,
Audionom,
Motorama,
Boz Scaggs,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Gang of Four,
The Cowsills,
Mad Mike,
Blossom Toes, Blossom Toes, Blossom Toes, Blossom Toes.
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.