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 Barbados and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and New York.
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 mellotron 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 F. McDonald to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Zero Boys. All the underground hits.
All Scan 7 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scan 7 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Radiohead record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tears for Fears,
The Leaves,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Massinfluence,
Juan Atkins,
Agent Orange,
Godley & Creme,
Siglo XX,
The United States of America,
Aural Exciters,
Hot Snakes,
Robert Wyatt,
Be Bop Deluxe,
These Immortal Souls,
Fluxion,
Quadrant,
Alton Ellis,
Inner City,
David McCallum,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Carl Craig,
Supertramp,
The Fall,
The Barracudas,
Gabor Szabo,
Pere Ubu,
Danielle Patucci,
The J.B.'s,
The Five Americans,
Lyres,
Terrestrial Tones,
Scott Walker,
B.T. Express,
Junior Murvin,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Visage,
Qualms,
A Certain Ratio,
The Modern Lovers,
Boogie Down Productions,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Lindisfarne,
Johnny Osbourne,
New Age Steppers,
Pole,
Deepchord,
Spandau Ballet,
Ice-T,
Lee Hazlewood,
FM Einheit,
The Divine Comedy,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Jacques Brel,
Lou Christie,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Negative Approach,
Slick Rick,
The Names,
Depeche Mode,
Man Eating Sloth,
Cymande,
Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire.
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.