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 Jordan and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the oboe 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 Amon Düül II to the grunge 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 Nas. All the underground hits.
All U.S. Maple tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Hood 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neil Young & Crazy Horse record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joensuu 1685,
Stereo Dub,
Eden Ahbez,
Gang Gang Dance,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Human League,
Sonny Sharrock,
Howard Jones,
The Standells,
Basic Channel,
Los Fastidios,
Gang Starr,
Darondo,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Velvet Underground,
Loose Ends,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Lebanon Hanover,
Nas,
Ohio Players,
The Happenings,
Royal Trux,
The Real Kids,
Toni Rubio,
Harpers Bizarre,
FM Einheit,
Cecil Taylor,
the Soft Cell,
Mars,
Cheater Slicks,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The United States of America,
The Cramps,
Terrestrial Tones,
Ponytail,
Lalann,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Tres Demented,
Minor Threat,
L. Decosne,
Graham Central Station,
Godley & Creme,
The Invisible,
Subhumans,
Sunsets and Hearts,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Aswad,
Rotary Connection,
Hot Snakes,
La Düsseldorf,
The Residents,
Skarface,
Bauhaus,
Bill Near,
Depeche Mode,
Tim Buckley,
Terry Callier,
Q and Not U,
Can,
Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef.
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.