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 Serbia and from London.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 mellotron 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 The Fuzztones to the electroclash 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 Kerri Chandler. All the underground hits.
All The Selecter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skarface record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Monochrome Set,
Jesper Dahlback,
James White and The Blacks,
Jandek,
Loose Ends,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Ituana,
Kurtis Blow,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Dave Clark Five,
One Last Wish,
Cal Tjader,
The American Breed,
Television,
Drexciya,
The Monks,
Anthony Braxton,
X-Ray Spex,
Robert Hood,
Al Stewart,
Youth Brigade,
Reuben Wilson,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Young Rascals,
Kayak,
Jacques Brel,
Davy DMX,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Hardrive,
June of 44,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Tom Boy,
Fluxion,
Matthew Bourne,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Kerri Chandler,
Pere Ubu,
The Durutti Column,
Unrelated Segments,
The Shadows of Knight,
Little Man,
Harry Pussy,
Crime,
Ronan,
the Germs,
Marc Almond,
CMW,
Metal Thangz,
Royal Trux,
The Happenings,
Mars,
Jeff Mills,
Marshall Jefferson,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Crispian St. Peters,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Stockholm Monsters,
Popol Vuh,
Negative Approach,
Byron Stingily,
Echospace,
These Immortal Souls,
Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario.
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.