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 Cyprus and from New York.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 güiro 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 Goldenarms to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Accadde A. All the underground hits.
All The Stooges tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rhythm & Sound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ten City record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Goldenarms,
Marvin Gaye,
Fatback Band,
The Happenings,
Ponytail,
Television Personalities,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Ohio Players,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Kool Moe Dee,
Crime,
Blake Baxter,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Trumans Water,
Carl Craig,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Lower 48,
Massinfluence,
Public Image Ltd.,
Soulsonic Force,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Liliput,
Ossler,
Reuben Wilson,
Marine Girls,
The Pretty Things,
The Real Kids,
Excepter,
Main Source,
Circle Jerks,
PIL,
Janne Schatter,
Bad Manners,
China Crisis,
Todd Terry,
Lalo Schifrin,
Rufus Thomas,
Tears for Fears,
Dead Boys,
Panda Bear,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Nation of Ulysses,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Can,
Simply Red,
Ludus,
Interpol,
Gichy Dan,
Jandek,
Chris Corsano,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The J.B.'s,
The Monks,
Bill Near,
Eric Copeland,
Johnny Osbourne,
ABC,
Masters at Work,
Popol Vuh,
Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty.
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.