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 Ivory Coast and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Shanghai.
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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Warsaw to the grime 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 Q65. All the underground hits.
All OOIOO tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Fania All-Stars 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vainqueur record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ornette Coleman,
Howard Jones,
Blake Baxter,
Underground Resistance,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Remains,
Robert Görl,
Excepter,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Amon Düül II,
Outsiders,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Rites of Spring,
Animal Collective,
Laurel Aitken,
Mo-Dettes,
Moby Grape,
The Zeros,
Carl Craig,
Desert Stars,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Dual Sessions,
Eric Dolphy,
Prince Buster,
Newcleus,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Traffic Nightmare,
Todd Terry,
Barry Ungar,
The Stooges,
Funky Four + One,
The Saints,
Little Man,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Gories,
the Soft Cell,
ABC,
Mars,
Surgeon,
10cc,
Magazine,
Gil Scott Heron,
New Order,
Youth Brigade,
Technova,
Jeff Lynne,
The Electric Prunes,
Lightning Bolt,
Eurythmics,
Urselle,
Nico,
H. Thieme,
Saccharine Trust,
James White and The Blacks,
the Swans,
The Techniques,
Theoretical Girls,
Echospace,
Fugazi,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.