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 Swaziland and from Lagos.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 Captain Beefheart 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 Eddi Front to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Eric B and Rakim. All the underground hits.
All Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unrelated Segments record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Moody Blues record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Stooges,
The Smoke,
Jacob Miller,
Technova,
Eve St. Jones,
Leonard Cohen,
Iggy Pop,
Gang Green,
The Fire Engines,
Pulsallama,
The Misunderstood,
June Days,
The Black Dice,
EPMD,
Max Romeo,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Television Personalities,
Easy Going,
Robert Görl,
Grandmaster Flash,
Con Funk Shun,
Urselle,
The Barracudas,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Model 500,
Spoonie Gee,
The Monochrome Set,
The Gories,
Warren Ellis,
Desert Stars,
Colin Newman,
The Slits,
Brass Construction,
Fugazi,
Deadbeat,
Dorothy Ashby,
Lindisfarne,
Traffic Nightmare,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Procol Harum,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Youth Brigade,
Marvin Gaye,
the Soft Cell,
Wings,
Pantytec,
The Fugs,
Erasure,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Section 25,
Swell Maps,
Minnie Riperton,
Nas,
Joe Finger,
Blancmange,
Main Source,
Wally Richardson,
Dual Sessions,
Tubeway Army,
Porter Ricks,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Bizarre Inc.,
Stiv Bators,
Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan.
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.