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 Pakistan and from Tehran.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Bauhaus 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 Scan 7. All the underground hits.
All Second Layer tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Masters at Work 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 a güiro and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Franke record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fall,
The Monochrome Set,
PIL,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Supertramp,
Amazonics,
Kool Moe Dee,
Desert Stars,
LL Cool J,
One Last Wish,
Aswad,
Lou Reed,
Brand Nubian,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Kinks,
Barbara Tucker,
Rakim,
Cecil Taylor,
Dual Sessions,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Eddi Front,
Icehouse,
Marvin Gaye,
Chris Corsano,
Gang Green,
Alphaville,
Johnny Osbourne,
Fear,
Eric B and Rakim,
Popol Vuh,
Gang Gang Dance,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Isaac Hayes,
Black Sheep,
Radio Birdman,
Cal Tjader,
Excepter,
Cheater Slicks,
The Shadows of Knight,
China Crisis,
Sandy B,
Adolescents,
The Count Five,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Bobby Byrd,
The Barracudas,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Funky Four + One,
Livin' Joy,
T.S.O.L.,
Oblivians,
Eric Dolphy,
Ituana,
These Immortal Souls,
Rotary Connection,
Fatback Band,
Brick,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Sun Ra,
A Certain Ratio,
Minor Threat,
Heaven 17,
Amon Düül II,
Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane.
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.