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 Colombia and from Taipei.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Youth Brigade to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Khruangbin. All the underground hits.
All Alton Ellis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arcadia record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soulsonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Danielle Patucci,
The Misunderstood,
Hardrive,
Minutemen,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Kevin Saunderson,
Jeff Lynne,
Arab on Radar,
Soul Sonic Force,
Nirvana,
ABBA,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Radiopuhelimet,
Television,
the Human League,
Frankie Knuckles,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Saints,
Kerrie Biddell,
48th St. Collective,
The Real Kids,
Liliput,
Underground Resistance,
Maurizio,
Joe Smooth,
A Certain Ratio,
The J.B.'s,
Nico,
X-101,
Derrick May,
Brothers Johnson,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Ultra Naté,
Angry Samoans,
OOIOO,
Marshall Jefferson,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Mad Mike,
Rod Modell,
Basic Channel,
Ludus,
Quantec,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Oneida,
Whodini,
Albert Ayler,
The Divine Comedy,
Sound Behaviour,
Q and Not U,
Wolf Eyes,
Funkadelic,
The Gories,
DJ Sneak,
Rites of Spring,
The New Christs,
Steve Hackett,
Joensuu 1685,
Junior Murvin,
Vladislav Delay,
KRS-One,
Kaleidoscope,
The Sound,
Bluetip, Bluetip, Bluetip, Bluetip.
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.