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 Iceland and from Johannesburg.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Inner City to the rock 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 Harpers Bizarre. All the underground hits.
All Goldenarms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Babytalk record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The J.B.'s record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Maurizio,
Moss Icon,
Darondo,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Boogie Down Productions,
Boz Scaggs,
Slick Rick,
Yusef Lateef,
Rekid,
EPMD,
Lou Christie,
David Axelrod,
U.S. Maple,
Man Eating Sloth,
Bush Tetras,
Max Romeo,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Ohio Players,
CMW,
The Human League,
Das Ding,
A Certain Ratio,
Agent Orange,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Animal Collective,
Jesper Dahlback,
Vainqueur,
Newcleus,
Don Cherry,
The Motions,
Guru Guru,
Cameo,
Soulsonic Force,
The Young Rascals,
The Victims,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Young Marble Giants,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Interpol,
Ten City,
Patti Smith,
The Sound,
Harry Pussy,
Bizarre Inc.,
Michelle Simonal,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Gap Band,
T.S.O.L.,
Model 500,
Brick,
One Last Wish,
Pylon,
Country Teasers,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Surgeon,
Half Japanese,
The Music Machine,
The Litter,
Jimmy McGriff,
Pagans,
H. Thieme,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines.
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.