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 Japan and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 cv313 to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 The Happenings. All the underground hits.
All Black Moon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New Age Steppers 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Funky Four + One record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eden Ahbez,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Popol Vuh,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Terrestrial Tones,
U.S. Maple,
D'Angelo,
ABBA,
Pulsallama,
Ultravox,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Camouflage,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Marmalade,
Jeff Mills,
X-102,
Malaria!,
Siglo XX,
Amon Düül,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Black Dice,
Swell Maps,
Connie Case,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Shuggie Otis,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Roxy Music,
Sam Rivers,
Gang of Four,
Moss Icon,
Khruangbin,
The Standells,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Cheater Slicks,
The Vogues,
Y Pants,
Gang Green,
The Smoke,
Alphaville,
Lalo Schifrin,
David Axelrod,
Depeche Mode,
The American Breed,
Symarip,
Infiniti,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Pole,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
EPMD,
Suicide,
Letta Mbulu,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Divine Comedy,
the Swans,
the Bar-Kays,
Skarface,
Albert Ayler,
Second Layer,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Little Man,
Bronski Beat,
Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan.
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.