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 Yemen and from Glasgow.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Fortunes to the funk 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 Cal Tjader. All the underground hits.
All Wire tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Monochrome Set record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Altered Images record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Massinfluence,
Ronnie Foster,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Radio Birdman,
The Angels of Light,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Detroit Cobras,
John Lydon,
Easy Going,
Idris Muhammad,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Leaves,
Sarah Menescal,
Underground Resistance,
Zero Boys,
The Blues Magoos,
Lakeside,
Iggy Pop,
Country Teasers,
Barbara Tucker,
Gang Starr,
Scratch Acid,
Tommy Roe,
Eurythmics,
The Five Americans,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
In Retrospect,
Goldenarms,
Alison Limerick,
Erykah Badu,
Tres Demented,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Real Kids,
Intrusion,
Loose Ends,
Bill Wells,
Thompson Twins,
Monks,
The Birthday Party,
Lungfish,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Matthew Bourne,
The Modern Lovers,
Man Eating Sloth,
Excepter,
Bauhaus,
Pantaleimon,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Crash Course in Science,
Rekid,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Junior Murvin,
The Dave Clark Five,
Marvin Gaye,
Symarip,
LL Cool J,
Hasil Adkins,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Boz Scaggs,
The Names,
Cheater Slicks,
Camberwell Now,
Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash.
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.