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 Tuvalu and from New York.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Adolescents to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Eurythmics. All the underground hits.
All Moss Icon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Bananas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Laurel Aitken record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kenny Larkin,
10cc,
Magazine,
Yusef Lateef,
Johnny Osbourne,
Sugar Minott,
Alison Limerick,
Joe Finger,
Boogie Down Productions,
Drive Like Jehu,
Nation of Ulysses,
Delta 5,
Rapeman,
K-Klass,
Jimmy McGriff,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
UT,
Alton Ellis,
Idris Muhammad,
Fear,
Cameo,
Urselle,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Detroit Cobras,
Joyce Sims,
Peter & Gordon,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Public Enemy,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Althea and Donna,
the Slits,
the Association,
Harpers Bizarre,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Selecter,
Kerri Chandler,
Skaos,
Robert Görl,
Lee Hazlewood,
Todd Rundgren,
Soulsonic Force,
Kayak,
Bobby Sherman,
Carl Craig,
Matthew Halsall,
Zero Boys,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Judy Mowatt,
Flipper,
David Bowie,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Lalo Schifrin,
Man Parrish,
The Star Department,
Morten Harket,
Soul II Soul,
Brothers Johnson,
Theoretical Girls,
Das Ding,
Sixth Finger,
OOIOO, OOIOO, OOIOO, OOIOO.
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.