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 China and from Edmonton.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 David Bowie 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 Michelle Simonal to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel. All the underground hits.
All Ronan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David Bowie 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 snare and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skaos record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flash Fearless,
Archie Shepp,
T. Rex,
Patti Smith,
Boz Scaggs,
The Gun Club,
Terrestrial Tones,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Fat Boys,
Pulsallama,
The Star Department,
Loose Ends,
Half Japanese,
Camouflage,
Derrick Morgan,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Sister Nancy,
Aloha Tigers,
The Flesh Eaters,
L. Decosne,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Cramps,
Sight & Sound,
Dave Gahan,
Funkadelic,
the Swans,
Connie Case,
Anthony Braxton,
Oblivians,
The Zeros,
Jeff Mills,
Delon & Dalcan,
Absolute Body Control,
The Smoke,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Peter & Gordon,
Y Pants,
Q and Not U,
The Music Machine,
Newcleus,
Massinfluence,
Easy Going,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Birthday Party,
Khruangbin,
Crooked Eye,
Tomorrow,
David Axelrod,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Electric Prunes,
Los Fastidios,
The Black Dice,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Whodini,
Moby Grape,
Gichy Dan,
Ronnie Foster,
Boredoms,
the Soft Cell, the Soft Cell, the Soft Cell, the Soft Cell.
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.