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 Argentina and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 sitar 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 Jacques Brel to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Neu!. All the underground hits.
All The Slackers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amon Düül II record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Sherman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Outsiders,
Stetsasonic,
Barbara Tucker,
Arab on Radar,
The Doors,
The Blackbyrds,
The Searchers,
Unrelated Segments,
D'Angelo,
The Five Americans,
Sällskapet,
The Selecter,
Dark Day,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Derrick Morgan,
Minor Threat,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Black Flag,
The Sonics,
Eric Dolphy,
Flipper,
Ice-T,
Marc Almond,
Nico,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Bronski Beat,
Khruangbin,
La Düsseldorf,
AZ,
ABC,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Tremeloes,
Rakim,
Fela Kuti,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
John Lydon,
Loose Ends,
Chrome,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Jandek,
Camberwell Now,
Dennis Brown,
Davy DMX,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Altered Images,
Blake Baxter,
Crime,
Aural Exciters,
cv313,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Grass Roots,
X-101,
PIL,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Talk Talk,
Bobby Sherman,
Minny Pops,
Stockholm Monsters,
Minutemen,
The Real Kids,
Lalo Schifrin,
Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub.
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.