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 Indonesia and from Portland.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Magazine to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Brass Construction. All the underground hits.
All Surgeon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Liliput record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 snare and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Star Department record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Blake Baxter,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Country Teasers,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Five Americans,
Procol Harum,
Brick,
Sound Behaviour,
Soft Cell,
The Sound,
Nick Fraelich,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Alphaville,
The Walker Brothers,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Scan 7,
John Cale,
Minor Threat,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
MC5,
This Heat,
Gang of Four,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Seeds,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Main Source,
Black Bananas,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Arcadia,
Dark Day,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Swans,
Radiohead,
The Standells,
Rapeman,
The J.B.'s,
Minny Pops,
The Neon Judgement,
Davy DMX,
X-102,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Scratch Acid,
Shoche,
Charles Mingus,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Camberwell Now,
The Litter,
Jerry's Kids,
Mary Jane Girls,
Tom Boy,
The Fire Engines,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Jesper Dahlback,
Joe Smooth,
Guru Guru,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Supertramp,
CMW,
Ronan,
Dorothy Ashby,
Sly & The Family Stone,
China Crisis,
Zapp,
The Flesh Eaters, The Flesh Eaters, The Flesh Eaters, The Flesh Eaters.
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.