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 Congo and from Tehran.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Das Ding to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 UT. All the underground hits.
All One Last Wish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Durutti Column record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 guitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Real Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bizarre Inc.,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Rakim,
Freddie Wadling,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Skatalites,
K-Klass,
Babytalk,
The Moleskins,
Fad Gadget,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Delon & Dalcan,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Deakin,
The New Christs,
Bush Tetras,
Stetsasonic,
Animal Collective,
John Cale,
Camouflage,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Quando Quango,
Nirvana,
The Angels of Light,
Surgeon,
Johnny Clarke,
Graham Central Station,
Dennis Brown,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Rufus Thomas,
Mad Mike,
Moby Grape,
Bang On A Can,
Second Layer,
Reuben Wilson,
Q and Not U,
the Slits,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Alphaville,
The Velvet Underground,
The Misunderstood,
CMW,
Jacques Brel,
EPMD,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
ABC,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Scratch Acid,
The Detroit Cobras,
Severed Heads,
Infiniti,
Bobby Sherman,
The Raincoats,
Gastr Del Sol,
Rekid,
The Victims,
Lightning Bolt,
Zapp,
Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica.
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.