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 Poland and from Milan.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Harmonia to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Darondo. All the underground hits.
All The Knickerbockers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every China Crisis 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fifty Foot Hose record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lower 48,
Chris & Cosey,
The Raincoats,
The Gun Club,
Skarface,
Delon & Dalcan,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Matthew Bourne,
Ken Boothe,
Amon Düül II,
The Standells,
Pole,
Prince Buster,
Wings,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Divine Comedy,
Japan,
Guru Guru,
Slick Rick,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Cowsills,
The Monochrome Set,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Johnny Osbourne,
Scratch Acid,
The Mojo Men,
Man Eating Sloth,
Adolescents,
JFA,
Heaven 17,
Freddie Wadling,
The Mummies,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Saccharine Trust,
Sandy B,
The Offenders,
The Happenings,
Fela Kuti,
Lucky Dragons,
Dave Gahan,
Soft Cell,
Audionom,
The Cramps,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Inner City,
Lalo Schifrin,
Altered Images,
Fluxion,
Todd Terry,
The Slits,
Big Daddy Kane,
Tropical Tobacco,
John Lydon,
Porter Ricks,
The Grass Roots,
Colin Newman,
Clear Light, Clear Light, Clear Light, Clear Light.
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.