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 Somalia and from Milan.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Johannesburg.
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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the 808 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 Adolescents to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Symarip. All the underground hits.
All The Wake tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Inner City record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 a rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Easy Going record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aaron Thompson,
Pylon,
Magma,
Lalo Schifrin,
MC5,
The Modern Lovers,
Agitation Free,
Yazoo,
Bobby Womack,
Tommy Roe,
Bobbi Humphrey,
T. Rex,
Blake Baxter,
Sun Ra,
Loose Ends,
Jesper Dahlback,
Los Fastidios,
Chris & Cosey,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Flamin' Groovies,
X-101,
Gabor Szabo,
The Trojans,
Funky Four + One,
Dual Sessions,
Average White Band,
Sonny Sharrock,
Talk Talk,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Hasil Adkins,
Joey Negro,
Arab on Radar,
David McCallum,
Kaleidoscope,
B.T. Express,
the Soft Cell,
Bluetip,
Cymande,
Pet Shop Boys,
Sällskapet,
Urselle,
Alphaville,
Fad Gadget,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Doors,
Ash Ra Tempel,
World's Most,
Stiv Bators,
Fluxion,
Fort Wilson Riot,
ABC,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
D'Angelo,
Peter and Kerry,
Von Mondo,
Vladislav Delay,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Moss Icon,
UT,
Ten City,
Bob Dylan, Bob Dylan, Bob Dylan, Bob Dylan.
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.