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 Papua New Guinea and from Milan.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 snare 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 Junior Murvin to the punk 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 Ornette Coleman. All the underground hits.
All Quantec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Section 25 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brand Nubian,
Cecil Taylor,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Move,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The New Christs,
Q and Not U,
Cameo,
Warsaw,
The Busters,
The Gories,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Swans,
Agitation Free,
FM Einheit,
Oblivians,
Skarface,
Masters at Work,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Crispy Ambulance,
Funkadelic,
Dave Gahan,
Adolescents,
Bobby Womack,
Max Romeo,
Soft Cell,
Newcleus,
The Human League,
Skaos,
Agent Orange,
Toni Rubio,
Bizarre Inc.,
Deepchord,
Graham Central Station,
Lou Reed,
Stockholm Monsters,
Swell Maps,
AZ,
CMW,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Standells,
Archie Shepp,
T.S.O.L.,
Scrapy,
Frankie Knuckles,
London Community Gospel Choir,
48th St. Collective,
Rosa Yemen,
Lalo Schifrin,
Lebanon Hanover,
Warren Ellis,
Arcadia,
Davy DMX,
Marine Girls,
Altered Images,
Nico,
Buzzcocks,
Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani.
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.