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 Micronesia and from Paris.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Derrick Morgan to the grime 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 Ludus. All the underground hits.
All Boogie Down Productions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sixth Finger record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Iggy Pop record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Qualms,
Crooked Eye,
Anthony Braxton,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Public Image Ltd.,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Eric Dolphy,
Subhumans,
Soulsonic Force,
Country Teasers,
Marmalade,
Bootsy Collins,
The Vogues,
Grauzone,
Lakeside,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Barracudas,
Sällskapet,
Pulsallama,
Moby Grape,
Skarface,
The Standells,
Scratch Acid,
Pole,
Niagra,
EPMD,
Kaleidoscope,
Agitation Free,
Deepchord,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Gil Scott Heron,
Liliput,
The Blues Magoos,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Ultravox,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Raincoats,
Porter Ricks,
The United States of America,
Anakelly,
The Happenings,
Franke,
Minny Pops,
The Velvet Underground,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Monks,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Delta 5,
Sight & Sound,
Jeff Lynne,
Dawn Penn,
Gang Starr,
ABC,
B.T. Express,
the Association,
Kerri Chandler,
8 Eyed Spy,
David Bowie,
OOIOO,
James White and The Blacks,
The Birthday Party,
The Motions, The Motions, The Motions, The Motions.
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.