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 South Africa and from Philadelphia.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Tehran.
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 arpeggiator 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 Scott Walker to the grime 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 Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog. All the underground hits.
All Lalo Schifrin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gregory Isaacs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Major Organ And The Adding Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roger Hodgson,
Sound Behaviour,
Neil Young,
Khruangbin,
The Slackers,
Young Marble Giants,
Letta Mbulu,
Flamin' Groovies,
Ronnie Foster,
Pylon,
Swell Maps,
Bobby Byrd,
Maurizio,
Ituana,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Derrick Morgan,
Black Pus,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Jeru the Damaja,
La Düsseldorf,
Crooked Eye,
Lower 48,
The Litter,
Yellowson,
Tres Demented,
Alison Limerick,
Ludus,
Sparks,
cv313,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Rapeman,
Kerri Chandler,
Arthur Verocai,
MC5,
Lightning Bolt,
Royal Trux,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
the Human League,
Pet Shop Boys,
John Cale,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Wire,
Steve Hackett,
Soulsonic Force,
James White and The Blacks,
Unrelated Segments,
Mandrill,
Robert Hood,
Glenn Branca,
Marvin Gaye,
The Smiths,
The Grass Roots,
Camberwell Now,
Wasted Youth,
Spandau Ballet,
Porter Ricks,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Dorothy Ashby,
Suicide,
Gang Green,
The Velvet Underground,
Supertramp,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.