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 Uzbekistan and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Portland.
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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the rhodes 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 The Gun Club to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 The Monochrome Set. All the underground hits.
All the Swans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun City Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Blancmange record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scan 7,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Pagans,
Radiohead,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Young Marble Giants,
Mad Mike,
These Immortal Souls,
FM Einheit,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Bill Wells,
Boogie Down Productions,
Bobby Womack,
The Buckinghams,
The Velvet Underground,
Eli Mardock,
Sonic Youth,
Laurel Aitken,
Letta Mbulu,
Television Personalities,
Pole,
The United States of America,
Fluxion,
Byron Stingily,
Roxy Music,
The Searchers,
The Cramps,
Barclay James Harvest,
Sister Nancy,
Patti Smith,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
PIL,
Oneida,
Freddie Wadling,
Brass Construction,
Joe Smooth,
The Index,
Barbara Tucker,
Crime,
Sam Rivers,
The Zeros,
Pantaleimon,
H. Thieme,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Panda Bear,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Ponytail,
Kool Moe Dee,
Harry Pussy,
Ohio Players,
Hardrive,
The Gap Band,
Hasil Adkins,
The Blues Magoos,
Country Teasers,
Das Ding,
Donald Byrd,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Mary Jane Girls,
New Order,
Surgeon, Surgeon, Surgeon, Surgeon.
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.