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 Seychelles and from Bologna.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Lyres 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 Ossler. All the underground hits.
All Suburban Knight tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radio Birdman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Monochrome Set record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
June Days,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Audionom,
Second Layer,
The Walker Brothers,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Faraquet,
Chrome,
Make Up,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Stooges,
The Last Poets,
Barry Ungar,
Hashim,
Al Stewart,
Howard Jones,
Mo-Dettes,
Connie Case,
Yazoo,
Gang Gang Dance,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Deepchord,
Leonard Cohen,
Brand Nubian,
The Dave Clark Five,
Pantytec,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Sonic Youth,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Electric Prunes,
Archie Shepp,
Tres Demented,
Marshall Jefferson,
Mantronix,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Motions,
Throbbing Gristle,
Marine Girls,
Schoolly D,
Ultravox,
The United States of America,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Eric Copeland,
The Neon Judgement,
Grauzone,
Von Mondo,
These Immortal Souls,
Fela Kuti,
Barbara Tucker,
Black Sheep,
Quando Quango,
Parry Music,
Don Cherry,
Dorothy Ashby,
Joy Division,
Gichy Dan,
The Cowsills,
the Sonics,
Brothers Johnson,
Agitation Free, Agitation Free, Agitation Free, Agitation Free.
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.