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 Belize and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the oboe 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 Max Romeo 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 Goldenarms. All the underground hits.
All Jesper Dahlback tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Music Machine 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Trojans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Absolute Body Control,
Connie Case,
Traffic Nightmare,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Motions,
Accadde A,
Amon Düül,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Oblivians,
Rosa Yemen,
Yusef Lateef,
Rotary Connection,
Aaron Thompson,
Metal Thangz,
Gichy Dan,
D'Angelo,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Names,
Subhumans,
ABC,
Eurythmics,
Skarface,
Thompson Twins,
Roxy Music,
David Axelrod,
Fad Gadget,
Thee Headcoats,
The Young Rascals,
The Shadows of Knight,
Scan 7,
CMW,
Laurel Aitken,
Leonard Cohen,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Residents,
The Seeds,
Henry Cow,
John Holt,
Crime,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Fugazi,
Smog,
Soul II Soul,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Jacques Brel,
Jawbox,
Kas Product,
Roger Hodgson,
Man Eating Sloth,
New Age Steppers,
Toni Rubio,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Arcadia,
Eric Dolphy,
The United States of America,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The New Christs,
The Knickerbockers,
Neu!,
Saccharine Trust,
Matthew Halsall,
Swans, Swans, Swans, Swans.
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.