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 Brazil and from Salvador.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Ossler to the jazz 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 Guru Guru. All the underground hits.
All Public Image Ltd. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Television record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sixth Finger record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ludus,
The Names,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Deadbeat,
Yusef Lateef,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Harmonia,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Arthur Verocai,
AZ,
The Star Department,
Traffic Nightmare,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Gong,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Zeros,
Brick,
Kayak,
H. Thieme,
Hashim,
Swans,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Tubeway Army,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Janne Schatter,
Todd Terry,
John Foxx,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Neon Judgement,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Depeche Mode,
the Bar-Kays,
Model 500,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Monochrome Set,
Maurizio,
Neu!,
Kool Moe Dee,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Niagra,
Matthew Bourne,
Black Bananas,
Bizarre Inc.,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Henry Cow,
Unwound,
Mark Hollis,
Ornette Coleman,
Chris & Cosey,
Eric Dolphy,
Pantaleimon,
Susan Cadogan,
Archie Shepp,
Newcleus,
Severed Heads,
Pussy Galore,
Crime,
Magazine,
Echospace,
Bootsy Collins,
the Normal,
Tropical Tobacco, Tropical Tobacco, Tropical Tobacco, Tropical Tobacco.
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.