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 Fiji and from Beijing.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Warren Ellis to the grunge 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 Donny Hathaway. All the underground hits.
All Tears for Fears tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jimmy McGriff record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 clarinet and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Susan Cadogan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Graham Central Station,
Sun City Girls,
Minutemen,
Deadbeat,
The Wake,
Brand Nubian,
Jerry's Kids,
Eric Copeland,
Unrelated Segments,
Drexciya,
The Zeros,
Livin' Joy,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Victims,
Nas,
Max Romeo,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Zapp,
Television,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Quando Quango,
Minor Threat,
Can,
JFA,
Juan Atkins,
Jeff Mills,
The Happenings,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Flesh Eaters,
Sandy B,
Sam Rivers,
Glenn Branca,
Henry Cow,
Nirvana,
Stetsasonic,
the Human League,
Sun Ra,
Sound Behaviour,
Agent Orange,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
L. Decosne,
Moss Icon,
Soft Cell,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Eli Mardock,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Joey Negro,
Khruangbin,
The Evens,
Easy Going,
Scott Walker,
Flipper,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
UT,
Lightning Bolt,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Fire Engines,
Robert Hood,
Roxette,
Harry Pussy,
Electric Prunes,
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You don't know what you really want.
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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.