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 El Salvador and from Accra.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Mumbai.
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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
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 Albert Ayler to the disco 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 cv313. All the underground hits.
All Robert Görl tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tommy Roe 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lower 48 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sly & The Family Stone,
Eddi Front,
Aaron Thompson,
Interpol,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Average White Band,
The Mojo Men,
Funkadelic,
New Order,
Sun City Girls,
Gregory Isaacs,
Alice Coltrane,
Grey Daturas,
Ronnie Foster,
Peter & Gordon,
Motorama,
Sister Nancy,
Peter and Kerry,
James White and The Blacks,
Roxy Music,
Model 500,
The Busters,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Niagra,
The Fuzztones,
The Moody Blues,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Howard Jones,
Soulsonic Force,
Kas Product,
Crash Course in Science,
Nik Kershaw,
The Doobie Brothers,
Maleditus Sound,
Harpers Bizarre,
Amon Düül,
Organ,
Infiniti,
Nirvana,
Todd Rundgren,
The Offenders,
The Beau Brummels,
John Lydon,
Swell Maps,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Skaos,
The Real Kids,
Circle Jerks,
Ornette Coleman,
Guru Guru,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Seeds,
Bush Tetras,
Yellowson,
The Raincoats,
Talk Talk,
John Holt,
The Flesh Eaters,
Scion,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Kurtis Blow,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Durutti Column,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry.
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.