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 Jakarta.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 güiro 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 Tears for Fears 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 Minny Pops. All the underground hits.
All Aloha Tigers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lower 48 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a China Crisis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang Gang Dance,
Soulsonic Force,
Roger Hodgson,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
David McCallum,
The Black Dice,
Janne Schatter,
Man Parrish,
The Index,
Intrusion,
John Foxx,
Skaos,
The Tremeloes,
Avey Tare,
The Knickerbockers,
Q65,
The Moleskins,
Pylon,
Magma,
Thompson Twins,
Drexciya,
New York Dolls,
John Cale,
The Gap Band,
Graham Central Station,
Sixth Finger,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Derrick Morgan,
Erykah Badu,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Panda Bear,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Gregory Isaacs,
Cecil Taylor,
Unwound,
The Dead C,
Bobby Sherman,
Cluster,
The Leaves,
A Certain Ratio,
Icehouse,
The Mojo Men,
Television,
T.S.O.L.,
Deepchord,
Sonic Youth,
Scrapy,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Reuben Wilson,
The Music Machine,
Wolf Eyes,
The Pretty Things,
The Monks,
The Last Poets,
Siglo XX,
Buzzcocks,
Index,
Matthew Bourne,
The Grass Roots,
Tears for Fears,
Roxette,
Lyres,
Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza.
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.