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 Slovakia and from Milan.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 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 Bob Dylan to the rock 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 The Busters. All the underground hits.
All The Jesus and Mary Chain tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultimate Spinach record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cymande record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soft Cell,
DNA,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Throbbing Gristle,
China Crisis,
The Moody Blues,
Stetsasonic,
Procol Harum,
Crispy Ambulance,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Slits,
Goldenarms,
The Mummies,
Hardrive,
Soulsonic Force,
Kayak,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Animal Collective,
Steve Hackett,
Rufus Thomas,
Sex Pistols,
Anthony Braxton,
kango's stein massive,
Terry Callier,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
David Bowie,
Infiniti,
Flash Fearless,
Minor Threat,
Boogie Down Productions,
Tubeway Army,
Youth Brigade,
Amazonics,
The Shadows of Knight,
Dual Sessions,
Johnny Clarke,
June Days,
The Move,
The New Christs,
Harry Pussy,
Brand Nubian,
Agent Orange,
Jimmy McGriff,
Minny Pops,
the Swans,
Ornette Coleman,
Lalann,
Hasil Adkins,
Altered Images,
Theoretical Girls,
Panda Bear,
Dorothy Ashby,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Tom Boy,
Gang Gang Dance,
Joe Finger,
the Normal,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Warsaw,
Flamin' Groovies,
Unrelated Segments,
DJ Sneak,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.