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 Palau and from Madrid.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 synthesizer 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 Blake Baxter to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Larry & the Blue Notes. All the underground hits.
All Ultravox 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Main Source record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Q and Not U,
Popol Vuh,
John Cale,
K-Klass,
Aloha Tigers,
Funky Four + One,
Los Fastidios,
Byron Stingily,
Marine Girls,
Nils Olav,
Faust,
Donny Hathaway,
Stetsasonic,
MDC,
Hashim,
Be Bop Deluxe,
New Order,
Kaleidoscope,
Archie Shepp,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Carl Craig,
Minny Pops,
Soul Sonic Force,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Wings,
Rufus Thomas,
Marcia Griffiths,
Trumans Water,
The Fugs,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Rotary Connection,
The Techniques,
The Birthday Party,
The Sound,
Erykah Badu,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Spoonie Gee,
Eddi Front,
AZ,
Crash Course in Science,
June Days,
Average White Band,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Wake,
Black Bananas,
EPMD,
Lou Reed,
Delon & Dalcan,
Fad Gadget,
Funkadelic,
Cameo,
Faraquet,
Robert Görl,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Excepter,
Sarah Menescal,
The Doors,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Names,
The Associates,
Ultimate Spinach,
Jeru the Damaja,
London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir.
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.