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 San Marino and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the guitar 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 Alice Coltrane to the rock 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 Sandy B. All the underground hits.
All Lindisfarne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lindisfarne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Masters at Work record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Susan Cadogan,
Tres Demented,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Mr. Review,
The Mummies,
Wire,
Cymande,
Minor Threat,
Yazoo,
The Index,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Human League,
Grandmaster Flash,
Gastr Del Sol,
Dual Sessions,
Quadrant,
John Holt,
Make Up,
Hashim,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
One Last Wish,
Boredoms,
Section 25,
Silicon Teens,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Inner City,
Negative Approach,
Flamin' Groovies,
Animal Collective,
Marc Almond,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Black Dice,
Althea and Donna,
Brick,
Aloha Tigers,
B.T. Express,
Spoonie Gee,
U.S. Maple,
Black Moon,
Bronski Beat,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Freddie Wadling,
Yusef Lateef,
Hot Snakes,
Fatback Band,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Stetsasonic,
The Saints,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Blackbyrds,
Swell Maps,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Names,
Bang On A Can,
Bluetip,
Symarip,
Nik Kershaw,
The Velvet Underground,
Massinfluence,
The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement.
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.