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 Moldova and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the theremin 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 Amon Düül to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Stockholm Monsters. All the underground hits.
All The Smiths tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Steve Hackett 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David Bowie record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Masters at Work,
Aaron Thompson,
Yaz,
Patti Smith,
Prince Buster,
Derrick May,
the Slits,
Byron Stingily,
Marc Almond,
The Victims,
Quadrant,
The Fall,
Kerri Chandler,
The Pretty Things,
Easy Going,
Joe Smooth,
B.T. Express,
Organ,
Joey Negro,
Eve St. Jones,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Drexciya,
The Selecter,
Loose Ends,
Roxy Music,
The Dirtbombs,
Accadde A,
Dual Sessions,
Pet Shop Boys,
Peter & Gordon,
Cheater Slicks,
The Golliwogs,
Sexual Harrassment,
June Days,
Jacques Brel,
Unwound,
The Shadows of Knight,
Little Man,
The Cure,
Outsiders,
Das Ding,
Massinfluence,
the Swans,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Trumans Water,
Black Bananas,
Nation of Ulysses,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Martian,
Cluster,
The Doobie Brothers,
Tears for Fears,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Sugar Minott,
Con Funk Shun,
Rapeman,
Roxette,
Brand Nubian,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Neu!,
The Monks,
Ken Boothe,
Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar.
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.