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 Cambodia and from Johannesburg.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Tokyo.
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 clarinet 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 Jerry Gold Smith to the funk 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 Malaria!. All the underground hits.
All Todd Terry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nas 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kayak record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lalo Schifrin,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Youth Brigade,
Sex Pistols,
The Young Rascals,
Rekid,
Cybotron,
H. Thieme,
Mars,
Rufus Thomas,
Accadde A,
Simply Red,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Peter and Kerry,
Eli Mardock,
Sun Ra,
The Monks,
OOIOO,
EPMD,
Ornette Coleman,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Echospace,
La Düsseldorf,
Eurythmics,
Crash Course in Science,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Kerrie Biddell,
Pulsallama,
Yusef Lateef,
Loose Ends,
Eden Ahbez,
Graham Central Station,
Malaria!,
Brass Construction,
Roxette,
The Blackbyrds,
Stockholm Monsters,
Peter & Gordon,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Barclay James Harvest,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Ten City,
Marc Almond,
ABC,
Bizarre Inc.,
Nirvana,
The Sonics,
MDC,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Sam Rivers,
The Detroit Cobras,
KRS-One,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Zapp,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Guru Guru,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Babytalk,
Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope.
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.