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 Albania and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Mark Hollis to the grime 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 Radio Birdman. All the underground hits.
All Electric Light Orchestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Curtis Mayfield 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nik Kershaw record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skriet,
Wasted Youth,
Tropical Tobacco,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Tommy Roe,
Hashim,
Kerri Chandler,
The Blackbyrds,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Fluxion,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Victims,
Scrapy,
The Dave Clark Five,
Robert Hood,
Absolute Body Control,
The Gap Band,
Deadbeat,
the Swans,
Stiv Bators,
Maleditus Sound,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Monolake,
Bizarre Inc.,
Albert Ayler,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Half Japanese,
Sixth Finger,
Niagra,
The Stooges,
Amon Düül,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
ABBA,
Archie Shepp,
The Sonics,
The Cramps,
Frankie Knuckles,
Susan Cadogan,
Toni Rubio,
Pagans,
Rekid,
Roger Hodgson,
Peter & Gordon,
T. Rex,
Aloha Tigers,
Schoolly D,
FM Einheit,
H. Thieme,
Barrington Levy,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Crispian St. Peters,
James White and The Blacks,
Rapeman,
Public Image Ltd.,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Fire Engines,
Panda Bear,
The Invisible,
Y Pants,
Andrew Hill,
DNA,
Monks, Monks, Monks, Monks.
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.