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 Nauru and from Cairo.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Massinfluence to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Main Source. All the underground hits.
All The Slits tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Swans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Tremeloes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric B and Rakim,
Soft Cell,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Das Ding,
David McCallum,
Jandek,
The Cramps,
Half Japanese,
Supertramp,
The Wake,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Pantytec,
Joe Finger,
Moebius,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Beau Brummels,
Sugar Minott,
The Kinks,
Yaz,
Pharoah Sanders,
Funky Four + One,
Unrelated Segments,
Alice Coltrane,
The Gories,
Bad Manners,
The Black Dice,
Schoolly D,
Roger Hodgson,
The Five Americans,
Dual Sessions,
Blossom Toes,
Stockholm Monsters,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Eric Copeland,
Dead Boys,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Lower 48,
Joe Smooth,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Golliwogs,
Jawbox,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Duran Duran,
FM Einheit,
Deakin,
Jacob Miller,
DJ Sneak,
MDC,
Goldenarms,
Stiv Bators,
The Vogues,
Whodini,
The Raincoats,
Derrick May,
Altered Images,
Jeff Mills,
Ponytail,
Lalo Schifrin,
Gabor Szabo,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Delta 5, Delta 5, Delta 5, Delta 5.
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.