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 Cyprus and from Manchester.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 güiro 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 Altered Images 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 Swans. All the underground hits.
All The Raincoats tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Art Ensemble Of Chicago record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 linndrum and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Louis and Bebe Barron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moss Icon,
Drive Like Jehu,
Severed Heads,
Laurel Aitken,
Sällskapet,
The Victims,
The Names,
Barbara Tucker,
DJ Sneak,
Mark Hollis,
Heaven 17,
Youth Brigade,
U.S. Maple,
Soulsonic Force,
Country Teasers,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Easy Going,
Mr. Review,
Arthur Verocai,
Gang Gang Dance,
Camouflage,
Ituana,
Quando Quango,
Ultimate Spinach,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Monochrome Set,
Eric Dolphy,
Alison Limerick,
Scott Walker,
The New Christs,
Public Image Ltd.,
David Bowie,
Technova,
Vainqueur,
The Smoke,
Television,
Derrick Morgan,
Toni Rubio,
Babytalk,
The Durutti Column,
Television Personalities,
Goldenarms,
The Mummies,
Dead Boys,
Aural Exciters,
The Happenings,
Motorama,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Roxy Music,
Reagan Youth,
Chris Corsano,
Sly & The Family Stone,
John Foxx,
The Walker Brothers,
LL Cool J,
Tim Buckley,
10cc, 10cc, 10cc, 10cc.
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.