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 Papua New Guinea and from Sao Paulo.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 Michael McDonald 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 Shadows of Knight to the jazz 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 The Golliwogs. All the underground hits.
All Boogie Down Productions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Circle Jerks 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Blues Magoos record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Patti Smith,
Kayak,
Mark Hollis,
Flamin' Groovies,
Robert Hood,
The Black Dice,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Blackbyrds,
Minutemen,
Rod Modell,
MC5,
Darondo,
The J.B.'s,
Gil Scott Heron,
Brothers Johnson,
Bobby Byrd,
Lyres,
Derrick May,
Con Funk Shun,
The Residents,
Cybotron,
The Moody Blues,
Suburban Knight,
Erasure,
Slave,
The Victims,
Nirvana,
The Monochrome Set,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Swans,
Drive Like Jehu,
Grey Daturas,
Arcadia,
Fela Kuti,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
JFA,
Joey Negro,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Althea and Donna,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Bronski Beat,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Mad Mike,
Wally Richardson,
Magma,
Black Sheep,
Scion,
Organ,
David Bowie,
Ronnie Foster,
Marine Girls,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Davy DMX,
Connie Case,
The Gun Club,
David Axelrod,
Aloha Tigers,
Harmonia,
Rosa Yemen,
Bobby Sherman,
Eric B and Rakim, Eric B and Rakim, Eric B and Rakim, Eric B and 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.