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 Pakistan and from Seoul.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Grey Daturas to the rock 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 Black Bananas. All the underground hits.
All This Heat 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 jazz 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 an arpeggiator and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Flag record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Curtis Mayfield,
DJ Style,
Echospace,
Soft Machine,
John Cale,
the Association,
Johnny Osbourne,
Sällskapet,
Alison Limerick,
Kerrie Biddell,
Dave Gahan,
Das Ding,
Lyres,
The Fuzztones,
Mandrill,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Black Sheep,
Average White Band,
Moby Grape,
Banda Bassotti,
Scion,
Slave,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Main Source,
Severed Heads,
Bluetip,
Kas Product,
The Leaves,
Albert Ayler,
Newcleus,
Theoretical Girls,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Oneida,
Franke,
The Beau Brummels,
Kool Moe Dee,
Y Pants,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Quando Quango,
Buzzcocks,
Nico,
Amon Düül,
the Sonics,
the Soft Cell,
Marshall Jefferson,
Brand Nubian,
Warren Ellis,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Velvet Underground,
Gang Gang Dance,
Pierre Henry,
David Bowie,
Guru Guru,
The Motions,
Marc Almond,
Delon & Dalcan,
Andrew Hill,
The Evens,
Sexual Harrassment,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The J.B.'s,
Basic Channel,
Ralphi Rosario,
Robert Hood, Robert Hood, Robert Hood, Robert Hood.
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.