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 Suriname and from Lyon.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 linndrum 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 Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Colin Newman. All the underground hits.
All Q and Not U tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Echospace 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nico record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aural Exciters,
The Standells,
the Swans,
Accadde A,
The Residents,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Trojans,
The Music Machine,
Scientists,
Marcia Griffiths,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Bobby Byrd,
Erykah Badu,
The American Breed,
The Remains,
Main Source,
Hoover,
the Human League,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Lucky Dragons,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Blake Baxter,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
D'Angelo,
Lou Reed,
Ohio Players,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Popol Vuh,
Nas,
Black Moon,
Agitation Free,
Bob Dylan,
The Evens,
Moss Icon,
CMW,
Yazoo,
The Buckinghams,
Delon & Dalcan,
Arab on Radar,
Fad Gadget,
Danielle Patucci,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Red Krayola,
The Black Dice,
Scion,
Stockholm Monsters,
Delta 5,
PIL,
X-101,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Eurythmics,
Talk Talk,
Steve Hackett,
Public Enemy,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Mo-Dettes,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Nation of Ulysses,
Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode.
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.