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 Montenegro and from Mumbai.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Glasgow.
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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Underground Resistance to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Shoche. All the underground hits.
All Guru Guru tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Blues Magoos record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mummies record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Happenings,
Marshall Jefferson,
World's Most,
Pantaleimon,
Gang of Four,
Hoover,
The Standells,
Delta 5,
Barclay James Harvest,
Toni Rubio,
The Alarm Clocks,
David Bowie,
Ornette Coleman,
Rufus Thomas,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Negative Approach,
EPMD,
The Misunderstood,
Excepter,
Flash Fearless,
Rapeman,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Television Personalities,
Malaria!,
Pharoah Sanders,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Camberwell Now,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Stooges,
Grey Daturas,
Fatback Band,
Quantec,
Von Mondo,
Eric B and Rakim,
Alice Coltrane,
The Toasters,
Aaron Thompson,
Panda Bear,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
This Heat,
Judy Mowatt,
Soft Machine,
Reagan Youth,
Eli Mardock,
Mary Jane Girls,
the Slits,
The Smoke,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Flipper,
Newcleus,
T. Rex,
Eve St. Jones,
Robert Wyatt,
Boredoms,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Jacques Brel,
Matthew Halsall,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Brand Nubian,
The Pretty Things,
Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme.
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.