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 China and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 City Girls to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Barclay James Harvest. All the underground hits.
All The Star Department tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Japan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 808 and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lindisfarne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
X-102,
Terry Callier,
Visage,
Al Stewart,
Skarface,
10cc,
Rites of Spring,
These Immortal Souls,
The Martian,
Camberwell Now,
The Dave Clark Five,
The New Christs,
Gregory Isaacs,
Public Enemy,
Altered Images,
Sun Ra,
F. McDonald,
Pantaleimon,
Kool Moe Dee,
Glenn Branca,
Pierre Henry,
Deepchord,
Jesper Dahlback,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Agitation Free,
The J.B.'s,
Sonny Sharrock,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Ponytail,
Mark Hollis,
The Toasters,
Lebanon Hanover,
Wolf Eyes,
Sight & Sound,
Popol Vuh,
Moebius,
Malaria!,
Television Personalities,
Von Mondo,
Rotary Connection,
Kerrie Biddell,
Rakim,
The Fortunes,
the Association,
The Cramps,
Ken Boothe,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Simply Red,
Royal Trux,
Oneida,
Oblivians,
Pantytec,
Jerry's Kids,
The Techniques,
Wire,
Mad Mike,
EPMD,
Howard Jones,
Black Moon,
Guru Guru,
Bizarre Inc.,
Japan,
Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth.
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.