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 Malta and from Hong Kong.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 arpeggiator 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 The Trojans to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Mars. All the underground hits.
All Louis and Bebe Barron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Tremeloes 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Man Eating Sloth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Section 25,
World's Most,
Bill Wells,
Essential Logic,
Roxette,
Rosa Yemen,
Grandmaster Flash,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Joe Smooth,
The Seeds,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Leaves,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Bang On A Can,
Reuben Wilson,
Leonard Cohen,
Bill Near,
Cal Tjader,
Aloha Tigers,
Godley & Creme,
The Electric Prunes,
Q and Not U,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Drive Like Jehu,
Whodini,
The Human League,
Grauzone,
Eli Mardock,
The J.B.'s,
Procol Harum,
The Red Krayola,
Fear,
Fluxion,
Rakim,
Angry Samoans,
Joy Division,
UT,
Harmonia,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Move,
Tears for Fears,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Iggy Pop,
Shuggie Otis,
The Neon Judgement,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Eric B and Rakim,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Das Ding,
Eden Ahbez,
Model 500,
Wire,
Y Pants,
MC5,
China Crisis,
Subhumans,
PIL,
The Searchers,
Radiohead,
Parry Music,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic.
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.