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 Singapore and from Lyon.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Moby Grape to the disco 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 X-102. All the underground hits.
All Ultimate Spinach tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Organ,
Darondo,
Derrick May,
Minor Threat,
The Techniques,
Sight & Sound,
Ultimate Spinach,
LL Cool J,
Public Enemy,
Hardrive,
Ponytail,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
X-Ray Spex,
The United States of America,
Sandy B,
Howard Jones,
World's Most,
JFA,
Black Bananas,
Kenny Larkin,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Fuzztones,
Franke,
The New Christs,
The Moleskins,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Gichy Dan,
Frankie Knuckles,
Freddie Wadling,
Leonard Cohen,
Robert Wyatt,
The Evens,
Magma,
The Doors,
James White and The Blacks,
Alton Ellis,
Toni Rubio,
The Barracudas,
X-102,
Groovy Waters,
The Cure,
DJ Style,
Black Moon,
Soul II Soul,
The Sonics,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Cymande,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Bluetip,
Buzzcocks,
The Smiths,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Trumans Water,
Fluxion,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Moody Blues,
Depeche Mode,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Man Eating Sloth,
Donald Byrd,
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You don't know what you really want.
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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.