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 United Kingdom and from Madrid.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Skatalites to the rap 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 Kerrie Biddell. All the underground hits.
All Fluxion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every K-Klass record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 sitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Girls At Our Best! record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bluetip,
Schoolly D,
The Invisible,
Newcleus,
Gregory Isaacs,
Wasted Youth,
Pharoah Sanders,
Brand Nubian,
David Axelrod,
Freddie Wadling,
X-Ray Spex,
Icehouse,
The Fuzztones,
Tubeway Army,
Roy Ayers,
Gerry Rafferty,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
FM Einheit,
Mission of Burma,
Intrusion,
Grauzone,
Panda Bear,
Jandek,
The Five Americans,
Gang Starr,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Sister Nancy,
Barrington Levy,
Gang Gang Dance,
Scratch Acid,
The Blackbyrds,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Soul II Soul,
Average White Band,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Nas,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Birthday Party,
T.S.O.L.,
Spoonie Gee,
Lucky Dragons,
The Monks,
The Cowsills,
Joey Negro,
Faraquet,
Angry Samoans,
Gang Green,
The Count Five,
Pagans,
Soulsonic Force,
Matthew Halsall,
Thompson Twins,
Kas Product,
Absolute Body Control,
Blossom Toes,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
CMW,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Magma,
Malaria!,
Tres Demented,
Curtis Mayfield,
Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter.
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.