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 Ireland and from Copenhagen.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Cairo.
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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Monks to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Rhythim Is Rhythim. All the underground hits.
All Ronnie Foster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roxette record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grauzone record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Intrusion,
Underground Resistance,
Accadde A,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Zapp,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Soul Sonic Force,
Ken Boothe,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Gun Club,
the Normal,
Babytalk,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Saccharine Trust,
Neil Young,
Delon & Dalcan,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Donny Hathaway,
L. Decosne,
The Fire Engines,
World's Most,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Birthday Party,
Kenny Larkin,
Con Funk Shun,
Barrington Levy,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Fuzztones,
Public Enemy,
Gang Starr,
Thompson Twins,
the Soft Cell,
Oblivians,
Pylon,
Lee Hazlewood,
Scott Walker,
Dave Gahan,
Tomorrow,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
MC5,
Scrapy,
Animal Collective,
Anthony Braxton,
The Sonics,
Moby Grape,
Gabor Szabo,
Monks,
Wire,
Ice-T,
Pussy Galore,
Nation of Ulysses,
Brothers Johnson,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
China Crisis,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Dorothy Ashby,
Tommy Roe,
10cc,
Camberwell Now,
Franke,
Little Man,
The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set.
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.