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 Mozambique 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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 rhodes 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 The Music Machine to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Anakelly. All the underground hits.
All Jeff Lynne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Danielle Patucci record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q and Not U record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
China Crisis,
Marine Girls,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Derrick May,
Minutemen,
The Associates,
Eurythmics,
Kurtis Blow,
The Knickerbockers,
The Red Krayola,
Malaria!,
Bauhaus,
Y Pants,
The Mojo Men,
Stetsasonic,
Supertramp,
Los Fastidios,
Eric B and Rakim,
Oblivians,
D'Angelo,
Gabor Szabo,
Public Enemy,
The Birthday Party,
Siglo XX,
Kayak,
Sexual Harrassment,
Crash Course in Science,
Janne Schatter,
T. Rex,
Grauzone,
Bad Manners,
Half Japanese,
Visage,
Iggy Pop,
Yusef Lateef,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Tom Boy,
Ronan,
ABC,
Soulsonic Force,
Loose Ends,
Eric Dolphy,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
DJ Style,
Bob Dylan,
The Fugs,
the Human League,
Sugar Minott,
Franke,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Judy Mowatt,
Stereo Dub,
Popol Vuh,
Tommy Roe,
Can,
Darondo,
Basic Channel,
Delta 5,
The Angels of Light, The Angels of Light, The Angels of Light, The Angels of Light.
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.