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 Cambodia and from Taipei.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Sun Ra to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Model 500. All the underground hits.
All Babytalk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Agitation Free record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rites of Spring record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker,
Kerri Chandler,
Masters at Work,
Roger Hodgson,
Aloha Tigers,
One Last Wish,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Yazoo,
Cabaret Voltaire,
T.S.O.L.,
Stetsasonic,
ABC,
Magma,
Pylon,
K-Klass,
Wings,
Terrestrial Tones,
Robert Hood,
the Fania All-Stars,
Roxette,
Average White Band,
Talk Talk,
PIL,
Throbbing Gristle,
Motorama,
Quando Quango,
Desert Stars,
Howard Jones,
The Selecter,
The Young Rascals,
Colin Newman,
Sun Ra,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Remains,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Idris Muhammad,
Connie Case,
John Lydon,
Altered Images,
Slick Rick,
Niagra,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Dennis Brown,
Technova,
The Vogues,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Monolake,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Cluster,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
10cc,
Albert Ayler,
The Offenders,
Darondo,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Lyres,
Minor Threat,
Agitation Free,
Country Teasers,
The Monochrome Set,
Barry Ungar,
Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins.
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.