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 United Kingdom and from Beijing.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Joy Division. All the underground hits.
All the Swans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Electric Prunes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Silicon Teens record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deakin,
The Modern Lovers,
The Misunderstood,
The Zeros,
The Associates,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Infiniti,
Dennis Brown,
Quando Quango,
The Walker Brothers,
Crooked Eye,
Thompson Twins,
Scan 7,
Porter Ricks,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Wings,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Henry Cow,
Joe Finger,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Johnny Clarke,
Gang Green,
Boogie Down Productions,
David Bowie,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Colin Newman,
Sound Behaviour,
Sun City Girls,
The Fall,
Sun Ra,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Man Parrish,
Monks,
The Last Poets,
Intrusion,
Michelle Simonal,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Essential Logic,
Circle Jerks,
Rekid,
Harry Pussy,
Godley & Creme,
Nirvana,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Electric Prunes,
Patti Smith,
The Music Machine,
Zero Boys,
Magma,
Harmonia,
Chris Corsano,
The Offenders,
Khruangbin,
The Birthday Party,
Pole,
Agitation Free,
Marmalade,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Blake Baxter,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Saccharine Trust,
the Human League, the Human League, the Human League, the Human League.
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.