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 Guyana and from Jakarta.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 snare 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 The Seeds to the funk 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 Scan 7. All the underground hits.
All Agent Orange tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every FM Einheit 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lindisfarne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Au Pairs,
Reuben Wilson,
Main Source,
Babytalk,
Groovy Waters,
Little Man,
The Victims,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Selecter,
Jeff Mills,
Fear,
Marine Girls,
Oneida,
The Happenings,
Negative Approach,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
ABC,
Ornette Coleman,
Roger Hodgson,
Barclay James Harvest,
AZ,
Von Mondo,
Erykah Badu,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Martian,
Quadrant,
Juan Atkins,
Dorothy Ashby,
Simply Red,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Sister Nancy,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Human League,
Magazine,
Popol Vuh,
The Five Americans,
Index,
Nils Olav,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Gang of Four,
The Move,
Sonic Youth,
Animal Collective,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Leonard Cohen,
Easy Going,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
New Age Steppers,
The Mummies,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
MDC,
Half Japanese,
Eden Ahbez,
Silicon Teens,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Ultra Naté,
The Detroit Cobras,
Yellowson,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Marshall Jefferson,
D'Angelo,
Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats.
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.