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 Albania and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Joe Smooth to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Mad Mike. All the underground hits.
All Television Personalities tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Animal Collective 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cabaret Voltaire record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sex Pistols,
Unrelated Segments,
Drive Like Jehu,
Skarface,
The Grass Roots,
JFA,
Tears for Fears,
The Mojo Men,
the Bar-Kays,
Tres Demented,
The Searchers,
Supertramp,
Pere Ubu,
Joey Negro,
Radio Birdman,
Heaven 17,
Harry Pussy,
Quando Quango,
Malaria!,
Animal Collective,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Pop Group,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Kayak,
The Happenings,
The Durutti Column,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bluetip,
Average White Band,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
New Age Steppers,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Count Five,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Cluster,
Godley & Creme,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Theoretical Girls,
The Smiths,
Pharoah Sanders,
Subhumans,
Gang of Four,
Bad Manners,
Babytalk,
The Standells,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Matthew Bourne,
Soft Machine,
Pierre Henry,
Nation of Ulysses,
Eyeless In Gaza,
MC5,
Jawbox,
Duran Duran,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Kerrie Biddell,
Los Fastidios,
Sonic Youth,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force.
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.