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 Malta and from Lyon.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 synthesizer 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 Al Stewart to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Shoche. All the underground hits.
All Marcia Griffiths tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Erykah Badu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hot Snakes,
Theoretical Girls,
Cameo,
Pussy Galore,
The Litter,
Aloha Tigers,
Ronan,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Rufus Thomas,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Chrome,
X-101,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Man Eating Sloth,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Main Source,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Alarm Clocks,
Archie Shepp,
Echospace,
Bluetip,
Cal Tjader,
DJ Sneak,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Pole,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Scan 7,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Fugazi,
Subhumans,
Al Stewart,
Malaria!,
Jerry's Kids,
Pantytec,
Q65,
Alphaville,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Deepchord,
The Seeds,
Ultravox,
The Residents,
Niagra,
Lindisfarne,
Supertramp,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Chris Corsano,
Soft Cell,
Rekid,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Stetsasonic,
Lakeside,
The Knickerbockers,
a-ha,
Amon Düül,
Second Layer,
the Bar-Kays,
Bobby Sherman,
kango's stein massive,
Boogie Down Productions,
Sarah Menescal,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Bill Wells,
Funkadelic, Funkadelic, Funkadelic, Funkadelic.
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.