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 Delhi.
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 Halifax and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 marimba 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 The Moleskins to the disco 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 Vladislav Delay. All the underground hits.
All Talk Talk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Masters at Work record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 snare and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Moody Blues record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Excepter,
Duran Duran,
Henry Cow,
La Düsseldorf,
Gerry Rafferty,
New Order,
Pole,
Sällskapet,
The Doors,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Lalann,
Yusef Lateef,
Swans,
Prince Buster,
Moby Grape,
Surgeon,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Con Funk Shun,
Johnny Osbourne,
Robert Wyatt,
Rosa Yemen,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Funky Four + One,
Curtis Mayfield,
PIL,
Zapp,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Modern Lovers,
Scratch Acid,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Groovy Waters,
The Zeros,
Delta 5,
Tom Boy,
The Move,
Panda Bear,
The Sound,
The Techniques,
The Young Rascals,
Shoche,
H. Thieme,
Rotary Connection,
Khruangbin,
Audionom,
Agitation Free,
Marcia Griffiths,
Scion,
Girls At Our Best!,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Victims,
The Flesh Eaters,
Sun Ra,
The Slits,
Talk Talk,
Dark Day,
Terry Callier,
Flash Fearless,
Bauhaus,
Model 500,
Joy Division,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo.
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.