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 Singapore and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Manila.
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 snare 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 Swans to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Moby Grape. All the underground hits.
All Red Lorry Yellow Lorry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tommy Roe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scan 7,
Lower 48,
Sixth Finger,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Hashim,
The Toasters,
The Walker Brothers,
Wolf Eyes,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Brand Nubian,
Curtis Mayfield,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Mr. Review,
the Fania All-Stars,
Bush Tetras,
Josef K,
Cluster,
Kas Product,
Zapp,
OOIOO,
The Evens,
kango's stein massive,
Saccharine Trust,
Lou Reed,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Aaron Thompson,
The Gladiators,
Pulsallama,
John Cale,
Agent Orange,
Lebanon Hanover,
Flipper,
Boredoms,
Nas,
Public Image Ltd.,
Angry Samoans,
The Doors,
Marcia Griffiths,
Unrelated Segments,
The Mojo Men,
John Foxx,
Spoonie Gee,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Q and Not U,
Panda Bear,
Girls At Our Best!,
Terrestrial Tones,
Crispian St. Peters,
Brothers Johnson,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Ludus,
UT,
Blake Baxter,
Easy Going,
Bobby Sherman,
Funky Four + One,
the Germs,
Big Daddy Kane,
Alison Limerick,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub.
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.