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 Indonesia and from Milan.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 Michael McDonald 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 June of 44 to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Dennis Brown. All the underground hits.
All Fort Wilson Riot tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wally Richardson 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?
Iggy Pop,
Morten Harket,
Barclay James Harvest,
John Cale,
Kas Product,
Rhythm & Sound,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Second Layer,
Soft Cell,
The Young Rascals,
Cameo,
Gang Starr,
Toni Rubio,
The Divine Comedy,
Kayak,
The Selecter,
The Fuzztones,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Hoover,
Junior Murvin,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Smoke,
Hasil Adkins,
Judy Mowatt,
Tropical Tobacco,
Sam Rivers,
Jacob Miller,
Half Japanese,
Banda Bassotti,
The Electric Prunes,
Brass Construction,
Bang On A Can,
Amazonics,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Yaz,
The Pop Group,
Eric Copeland,
Prince Buster,
Adolescents,
Aural Exciters,
Popol Vuh,
Rod Modell,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Velvet Underground,
Underground Resistance,
This Heat,
Derrick May,
Peter and Kerry,
Ultimate Spinach,
Marc Almond,
The Fugs,
Brick,
Curtis Mayfield,
Franke,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Toasters,
Stockholm Monsters,
Urselle,
Todd Terry,
The Durutti Column,
Al Stewart,
Maleditus Sound,
MC5, MC5, MC5, MC5.
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.