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 Cameroon and from Mexico City.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Peter and Kerry to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Toni Rubio. All the underground hits.
All Gastr Del Sol tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Girls At Our Best! 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soulsonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rod Modell,
Vainqueur,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Smoke,
Pet Shop Boys,
Grey Daturas,
Au Pairs,
Parry Music,
Gabor Szabo,
Todd Rundgren,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Crooked Eye,
the Human League,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Tres Demented,
Metal Thangz,
Black Moon,
Joensuu 1685,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
cv313,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Quando Quango,
Lyres,
Rosa Yemen,
China Crisis,
Jeff Mills,
The Modern Lovers,
Harmonia,
Bronski Beat,
Los Fastidios,
Sister Nancy,
Talk Talk,
Jerry's Kids,
Franke,
Sonic Youth,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Marine Girls,
Drexciya,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
T. Rex,
Juan Atkins,
Matthew Halsall,
Youth Brigade,
X-101,
Unwound,
Schoolly D,
DJ Sneak,
Young Marble Giants,
Ultra Naté,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Shadows of Knight,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Motions,
Donald Byrd,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Kas Product,
Wasted Youth,
Von Mondo,
Ronnie Foster,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Boogie Down Productions,
Q and Not U,
Howard Jones,
Nas,
Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen.
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.