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 Japan and from Delhi.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 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 Little Man to the techno 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 Thinking Fellers Union Local 282. All the underground hits.
All The Litter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quantec 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ash Ra Tempel,
DJ Sneak,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Kerrie Biddell,
Theoretical Girls,
Jerry's Kids,
Faust,
Reagan Youth,
The Cure,
Thompson Twins,
Erykah Badu,
John Coltrane,
David Bowie,
The Names,
Max Romeo,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Golliwogs,
Curtis Mayfield,
These Immortal Souls,
Icehouse,
Sandy B,
The Fire Engines,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Half Japanese,
Dennis Brown,
Tres Demented,
Peter and Kerry,
Lyres,
Ohio Players,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Drexciya,
The Dave Clark Five,
Tropical Tobacco,
Godley & Creme,
E-Dancer,
Roxy Music,
Desert Stars,
Throbbing Gristle,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Tommy Roe,
Mr. Review,
Deakin,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Moby Grape,
Connie Case,
Pharoah Sanders,
Main Source,
Flipper,
Anakelly,
Frankie Knuckles,
Ralphi Rosario,
Freddie Wadling,
X-102,
Joy Division,
Yellowson,
Pierre Henry,
CMW,
Albert Ayler,
Eric B and Rakim,
Fela Kuti,
The Move, The Move, The Move, The Move.
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.