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 Eritrea and from Stockholm.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 sitar 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 Mo-Dettes to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Siouxsie and the Banshees. All the underground hits.
All The Dave Clark Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Matthew Halsall record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 mellotron and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yellowson,
Simply Red,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Skatalites,
Intrusion,
Lou Christie,
Con Funk Shun,
X-102,
Porter Ricks,
Junior Murvin,
One Last Wish,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Soft Cell,
Country Teasers,
Tim Buckley,
Roxy Music,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Maurizio,
The Sound,
The Shadows of Knight,
Easy Going,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Matthew Halsall,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Chris & Cosey,
Fear,
Jacob Miller,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Al Stewart,
Gang Green,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Basic Channel,
Minny Pops,
Duran Duran,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Neu!,
Morten Harket,
Barry Ungar,
JFA,
Eric B and Rakim,
Tubeway Army,
June Days,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Kaleidoscope,
Bob Dylan,
Sugar Minott,
Brass Construction,
K-Klass,
Fatback Band,
Sunsets and Hearts,
AZ,
Cal Tjader,
Yusef Lateef,
John Cale,
Sam Rivers,
The American Breed,
Bronski Beat,
New York Dolls,
Warren Ellis,
Gang Starr,
Brand Nubian,
The Fugs,
Fad Gadget,
Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash.
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.