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 Armenia and from Lagos.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Ten City to the rock 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 Unrelated Segments. All the underground hits.
All Wire tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stetsasonic 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aswad record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Residents,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Lou Christie,
The Blues Magoos,
The Stooges,
Barrington Levy,
Qualms,
Monolake,
Yaz,
Avey Tare,
David Bowie,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Boz Scaggs,
Marcia Griffiths,
Lower 48,
Johnny Osbourne,
Tomorrow,
The Walker Brothers,
The Techniques,
Dennis Brown,
The Selecter,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Robert Hood,
Juan Atkins,
Matthew Halsall,
Don Cherry,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Leaves,
Terry Callier,
Davy DMX,
Easy Going,
The Fall,
The Electric Prunes,
Talk Talk,
Wings,
Althea and Donna,
Wire,
Ornette Coleman,
Thee Headcoats,
Yusef Lateef,
Pulsallama,
Prince Buster,
Magazine,
Outsiders,
Von Mondo,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Rapeman,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Slick Rick,
Kas Product,
T.S.O.L.,
The Fortunes,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Altered Images,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Amon Düül,
Barry Ungar,
Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe.
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.