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 Swaziland and from Edmonton.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 The Cramps to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Duran Duran. All the underground hits.
All Rod Modell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Hood 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 sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a K-Klass record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
CMW,
The Victims,
Mars,
David McCallum,
The Smiths,
Gastr Del Sol,
Wasted Youth,
Khruangbin,
The Last Poets,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Lalo Schifrin,
China Crisis,
Scott Walker,
The Detroit Cobras,
Simply Red,
Duran Duran,
Bobby Womack,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
David Bowie,
Television Personalities,
Stockholm Monsters,
Kevin Saunderson,
Matthew Halsall,
Brick,
Godley & Creme,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Rakim,
Howard Jones,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Cal Tjader,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Bauhaus,
Yusef Lateef,
The Sonics,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Gong,
Todd Terry,
Fluxion,
Fatback Band,
Zero Boys,
Jeff Mills,
The Star Department,
Moss Icon,
Dorothy Ashby,
Dual Sessions,
Gang of Four,
Steve Hackett,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Metal Thangz,
Moebius,
Eden Ahbez,
Pierre Henry,
Lalann,
Pylon,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Fortunes,
Chrome,
Vainqueur,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.