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 Dominican Republic and from Madrid.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Newcleus to the rap 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 Lakeside. All the underground hits.
All New Age Steppers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every AZ record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Josef K record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nation of Ulysses,
MDC,
Yaz,
Electric Prunes,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Human League,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The New Christs,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
8 Eyed Spy,
Man Eating Sloth,
Kool Moe Dee,
China Crisis,
Rod Modell,
Pulsallama,
Kayak,
Quadrant,
Angry Samoans,
Tommy Roe,
K-Klass,
Organ,
Livin' Joy,
Sonic Youth,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Ultra Naté,
These Immortal Souls,
Fela Kuti,
FM Einheit,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Durutti Column,
Massinfluence,
The Velvet Underground,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
T. Rex,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Barry Ungar,
The Fire Engines,
Magma,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Fuzztones,
Stockholm Monsters,
Radiohead,
Section 25,
Gichy Dan,
Curtis Mayfield,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Moody Blues,
Mission of Burma,
Pere Ubu,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Eli Mardock,
Roxette,
Cal Tjader,
Swans,
Tubeway Army,
The Cowsills,
Animal Collective,
Swell Maps,
The Knickerbockers,
D'Angelo,
Dead Boys,
Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters.
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.