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 Belarus and from Taipei.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 James White and The Blacks to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Livin' Joy. All the underground hits.
All Skarface tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boredoms record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 an organ and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barry Ungar record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Be Bop Deluxe,
U.S. Maple,
Todd Terry,
Ponytail,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Negative Approach,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Pharoah Sanders,
Scan 7,
OOIOO,
Rekid,
Inner City,
Public Image Ltd.,
Ludus,
Public Enemy,
The New Christs,
Slick Rick,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Scott Walker,
Tears for Fears,
Kas Product,
Stiv Bators,
Duran Duran,
Rakim,
Lalann,
Eric B and Rakim,
Jeru the Damaja,
Skaos,
Gichy Dan,
The Wake,
The Raincoats,
Hardrive,
Section 25,
Erykah Badu,
Nico,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Lower 48,
Faust,
Sun City Girls,
Dave Gahan,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Quadrant,
The Toasters,
Aaron Thompson,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Fear,
Von Mondo,
The Black Dice,
Clear Light,
Quando Quango,
Dark Day,
New Order,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Matthew Bourne,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Hot Snakes,
The Happenings,
The Remains,
The Seeds,
8 Eyed Spy,
Don Cherry,
The Star Department,
Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force.
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.