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 Morocco and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 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 Section 25 to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Motions. All the underground hits.
All Jimmy McGriff tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Human League record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Selecter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sight & Sound,
John Lydon,
Camberwell Now,
Gil Scott Heron,
Chris & Cosey,
Radiohead,
Guru Guru,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Man Eating Sloth,
Gichy Dan,
David McCallum,
Howard Jones,
Wasted Youth,
Marmalade,
Bauhaus,
Spandau Ballet,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Rapeman,
Ralphi Rosario,
Joe Smooth,
Avey Tare,
Albert Ayler,
Faust,
Sun Ra,
James White and The Blacks,
June of 44,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
X-102,
Ten City,
Mission of Burma,
Alison Limerick,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Neil Young,
Idris Muhammad,
Das Ding,
Mo-Dettes,
Fear,
Supertramp,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Real Kids,
Junior Murvin,
Lalo Schifrin,
Sexual Harrassment,
Robert Wyatt,
Harmonia,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Gregory Isaacs,
Robert Görl,
Symarip,
Tubeway Army,
Boogie Down Productions,
Rekid,
Bobby Byrd,
Pet Shop Boys,
Susan Cadogan,
Smog,
Byron Stingily,
Easy Going,
Pantaleimon,
X-Ray Spex,
Oneida, Oneida, Oneida, Oneida.
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.