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 Ethiopia and from Toronto.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 808 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 Danielle Patucci to the disco 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 Dead Boys. All the underground hits.
All Spandau Ballet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Sherman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 clarinet and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Reagan Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television Personalities,
The Neon Judgement,
Yaz,
Tommy Roe,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Angels of Light,
Shuggie Otis,
Faraquet,
Funky Four + One,
The Evens,
Lou Christie,
Harpers Bizarre,
Young Marble Giants,
Kool Moe Dee,
Monks,
Second Layer,
Aural Exciters,
Sun City Girls,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Gories,
Bluetip,
Maleditus Sound,
Silicon Teens,
The Names,
Clear Light,
Visage,
The Real Kids,
Dual Sessions,
Mark Hollis,
Robert Wyatt,
Soulsonic Force,
Alton Ellis,
Nas,
Drive Like Jehu,
Supertramp,
Kayak,
T.S.O.L.,
Sarah Menescal,
Nik Kershaw,
Radiohead,
Minor Threat,
Lyres,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
a-ha,
The Raincoats,
E-Dancer,
The Cramps,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Toasters,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Main Source,
Ludus,
Parry Music,
Half Japanese,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Guru Guru,
Zapp,
Vainqueur,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Last Poets,
Roxette,
Max Romeo, Max Romeo, Max Romeo, Max Romeo.
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.