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 Copenhagen.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the guitar 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 Glenn Branca to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Bad Manners. All the underground hits.
All Black Moon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joey Negro 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rahsaan Roland Kirk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flash Fearless,
Fat Boys,
The Pop Group,
Eddi Front,
This Heat,
H. Thieme,
Deadbeat,
Glenn Branca,
FM Einheit,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Bang On A Can,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Davy DMX,
Todd Rundgren,
Eden Ahbez,
John Cale,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Tears for Fears,
Maleditus Sound,
Janne Schatter,
Country Joe & The Fish,
X-101,
The Vogues,
K-Klass,
Pagans,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
JFA,
Neu!,
Barbara Tucker,
Fear,
The Real Kids,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Harpers Bizarre,
Glambeats Corp.,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Kerri Chandler,
Toni Rubio,
Metal Thangz,
The Blackbyrds,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Fluxion,
Minnie Riperton,
U.S. Maple,
Derrick May,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Isaac Hayes,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
New Age Steppers,
Rites of Spring,
Althea and Donna,
Boz Scaggs,
Unrelated Segments,
Easy Going,
Niagra,
Zero Boys,
Warsaw,
Average White Band,
The Offenders,
Crash Course in Science,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Scrapy,
The Names,
The Zeros, The Zeros, The Zeros, The Zeros.
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.