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 Germany and from Cairo.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Deepchord to the crunk 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 Dave Gahan. All the underground hits.
All Ossler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Heavy D & The Boyz 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a UT record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David Bowie,
Robert Hood,
Mars,
Aswad,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Soul II Soul,
Soul Sonic Force,
Bronski Beat,
Fad Gadget,
The Detroit Cobras,
Khruangbin,
Fatback Band,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
David McCallum,
Shuggie Otis,
Gil Scott Heron,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Nils Olav,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Marcia Griffiths,
Public Enemy,
The Seeds,
R.M.O.,
Vladislav Delay,
Erasure,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Dave Gahan,
Half Japanese,
The Knickerbockers,
Fugazi,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Tubeway Army,
Delta 5,
One Last Wish,
Goldenarms,
Scratch Acid,
Maleditus Sound,
Crispy Ambulance,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Ronnie Foster,
Basic Channel,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Scrapy,
The Smoke,
MC5,
Ossler,
Talk Talk,
X-101,
Janne Schatter,
ABBA,
Agitation Free,
Drexciya,
Black Flag,
kango's stein massive,
Girls At Our Best!,
Monks,
The Smiths,
Wire,
The Star Department,
Aural Exciters,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Curtis Mayfield, Curtis Mayfield, Curtis Mayfield, Curtis Mayfield.
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.