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 Fiji and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 The Fire Engines to the disco 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 Surgeon. All the underground hits.
All Nils Olav tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camberwell Now record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Modern Lovers,
Ten City,
the Normal,
Ultravox,
Tomorrow,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Minnie Riperton,
Eden Ahbez,
Marvin Gaye,
Urselle,
The Moleskins,
The Slackers,
Mandrill,
DNA,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Angels of Light,
Marcia Griffiths,
Idris Muhammad,
Eurythmics,
Echospace,
The Alarm Clocks,
Agent Orange,
Ronan,
The Leaves,
Public Enemy,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Clear Light,
the Soft Cell,
Nirvana,
Rod Modell,
Hot Snakes,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Magma,
Stockholm Monsters,
Fluxion,
Animal Collective,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
China Crisis,
Traffic Nightmare,
Matthew Bourne,
Dennis Brown,
Organ,
Scan 7,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Rosa Yemen,
The Moody Blues,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Masters at Work,
The Mummies,
Nas,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Searchers,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Gregory Isaacs,
UT,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud.
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.