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 United States and from Lille.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 linndrum 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 The Mummies to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Supertramp. All the underground hits.
All Lou Reed tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Residents 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a X-Ray Spex record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bronski Beat,
David Bowie,
Q65,
Crash Course in Science,
U.S. Maple,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Gang Green,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sixth Finger,
Nas,
The Cosmic Jokers,
UT,
Minnie Riperton,
Patti Smith,
B.T. Express,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Smog,
Jeru the Damaja,
Ten City,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Susan Cadogan,
Jandek,
The Martian,
Swans,
The Slits,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Fall,
Essential Logic,
kango's stein massive,
Dave Gahan,
Derrick May,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Mummies,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Star Department,
Boogie Down Productions,
Porter Ricks,
Mr. Review,
Tom Boy,
The Sound,
Loose Ends,
The Buckinghams,
La Düsseldorf,
Lungfish,
R.M.O.,
MDC,
The Seeds,
The Dead C,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Trojans,
Grey Daturas,
John Holt,
The Doors,
The Divine Comedy,
Deepchord,
The Happenings,
Television,
Delta 5,
Au Pairs,
Lyres,
John Lydon,
Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne.
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.