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 Indonesia and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Madrid.
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 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 David Bowie 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 Essential Logic to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Nils Olav. All the underground hits.
All Royal Trux tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flash Fearless record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 harpsichord and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nils Olav record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Iggy Pop,
Schoolly D,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Electric Prunes,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Icehouse,
Glenn Branca,
The Young Rascals,
Second Layer,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Don Cherry,
Patti Smith,
Franke,
The Evens,
The Walker Brothers,
the Bar-Kays,
Vladislav Delay,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Marc Almond,
Connie Case,
Max Romeo,
The Stooges,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Rotary Connection,
Gichy Dan,
Minny Pops,
Donald Byrd,
The Slits,
Blake Baxter,
Circle Jerks,
Peter and Kerry,
Ten City,
Aaron Thompson,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Liliput,
Black Moon,
Heaven 17,
Glambeats Corp.,
Joe Finger,
Jeff Mills,
Maurizio,
The Angels of Light,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Smiths,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Spandau Ballet,
The Fugs,
Frankie Knuckles,
Aural Exciters,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Mary Jane Girls,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
A Certain Ratio,
The Zeros,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Yusef Lateef,
The Skatalites,
R.M.O.,
Neil Young,
Matthew Halsall,
The Index, The Index, The Index, The Index.
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.