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 South Sudan and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Sunsets and Hearts to the jazz 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 Aaron Thompson. All the underground hits.
All Swell Maps tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vainqueur 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
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 Terrestrial Tones record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Donald Byrd,
Niagra,
Icehouse,
Roger Hodgson,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Young Rascals,
Joe Smooth,
JFA,
Agitation Free,
Swell Maps,
Swans,
the Slits,
Ultra Naté,
Half Japanese,
Monolake,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Black Moon,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Delta 5,
Cymande,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Davy DMX,
Dead Boys,
The Fuzztones,
Eddi Front,
DNA,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Morten Harket,
The Martian,
Bill Wells,
Nico,
Tommy Roe,
Girls At Our Best!,
EPMD,
The Gap Band,
MC5,
Desert Stars,
DJ Sneak,
Monks,
The Invisible,
Lyres,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Severed Heads,
Joe Finger,
Los Fastidios,
Fear,
Steve Hackett,
Drexciya,
Joey Negro,
Qualms,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Harmonia,
Index,
The Count Five,
Kurtis Blow,
Bush Tetras,
The Dave Clark Five,
Arcadia,
Rakim, Rakim, Rakim, Rakim.
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.