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 Sierra Leone and from Glasgow.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Graham Central Station to the jazz 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 Aural Exciters. All the underground hits.
All John Holt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aswad 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fire Engines record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Smooth,
Bluetip,
Depeche Mode,
Michelle Simonal,
Al Stewart,
48th St. Collective,
Yazoo,
Josef K,
Whodini,
Tres Demented,
Rites of Spring,
Schoolly D,
Kenny Larkin,
Letta Mbulu,
The Count Five,
Joensuu 1685,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Anthony Braxton,
Tubeway Army,
The Birthday Party,
Magma,
The Durutti Column,
Cameo,
Country Teasers,
The Shadows of Knight,
Roxette,
The Seeds,
The Blackbyrds,
Public Enemy,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Bang On A Can,
Mo-Dettes,
Junior Murvin,
Idris Muhammad,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Cramps,
K-Klass,
Marvin Gaye,
Altered Images,
The Star Department,
Ten City,
The Knickerbockers,
Amon Düül,
This Heat,
Tommy Roe,
Qualms,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Sarah Menescal,
Buzzcocks,
Lou Christie,
Boogie Down Productions,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Section 25,
Black Flag,
Jandek,
Jacob Miller,
Spoonie Gee,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Tremeloes,
Curtis Mayfield,
Delta 5,
KRS-One,
Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound.
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.