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 South Sudan and from Accra.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 clarinet 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 A Certain Ratio to the techno 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 Wasted Youth. All the underground hits.
All The Young Rascals tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joy Division record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlback record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Swell Maps,
Thee Headcoats,
Half Japanese,
Lucky Dragons,
Matthew Bourne,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Loose Ends,
The Fugs,
Underground Resistance,
Terry Callier,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Kerrie Biddell,
MC5,
E-Dancer,
Tommy Roe,
Bluetip,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Metal Thangz,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Smog,
Public Enemy,
MDC,
Don Cherry,
Fluxion,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Stiv Bators,
Pierre Henry,
Eddi Front,
Grauzone,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Blossom Toes,
the Slits,
The J.B.'s,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Intrusion,
Scientists,
China Crisis,
Chris & Cosey,
Tomorrow,
Crispy Ambulance,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Chrome,
Grey Daturas,
The Velvet Underground,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Wally Richardson,
Q65,
DJ Style,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Gun Club,
Nik Kershaw,
Duran Duran,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Brothers Johnson,
Moebius,
Flipper,
Fear,
Jeff Lynne,
Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo.
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.