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 Austria and from Shanghai.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 snare 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 Kango’s Stein Massive to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Ornette Coleman. All the underground hits.
All Todd Rundgren tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dead Boys record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a X-Ray Spex record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nils Olav,
Matthew Bourne,
The Gap Band,
Television,
Roy Ayers,
Sugar Minott,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Techniques,
The Invisible,
Sun City Girls,
The Pop Group,
the Germs,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Sam Rivers,
Amon Düül,
Ossler,
Unwound,
Vainqueur,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Raincoats,
Hasil Adkins,
Ten City,
Kas Product,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Ludus,
These Immortal Souls,
Carl Craig,
June Days,
Roxette,
The Skatalites,
Hoover,
Peter & Gordon,
Lyres,
The Doors,
Joy Division,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Saints,
Moebius,
The Cramps,
X-101,
Joey Negro,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Sound,
Black Flag,
Barbara Tucker,
The Shadows of Knight,
10cc,
The Motions,
Grauzone,
Whodini,
Peter and Kerry,
Newcleus,
Drexciya,
Audionom,
Bobby Byrd,
The Five Americans,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Drive Like Jehu,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Brand Nubian,
Ronan,
Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal.
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.