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 Kosovo and from Accra.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Edmonton.
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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Notorious Big And Bone Thugs to the punk 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 Scion. All the underground hits.
All The Trojans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cosmic Jokers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Talk Talk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lucky Dragons,
Unrelated Segments,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Happenings,
Echospace,
Nico,
KRS-One,
Bush Tetras,
Lyres,
Neu!,
The Invisible,
The Associates,
Roxy Music,
Gang Green,
Brick,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Buckinghams,
Delon & Dalcan,
Scan 7,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Vogues,
B.T. Express,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Remains,
The Music Machine,
Camouflage,
Sound Behaviour,
Can,
Todd Terry,
Rakim,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
June Days,
Hashim,
Michelle Simonal,
Delta 5,
Angry Samoans,
Theoretical Girls,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Cecil Taylor,
Zero Boys,
Brass Construction,
James Chance & The Contortions,
UT,
Siglo XX,
The Barracudas,
Guru Guru,
The Shadows of Knight,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Toasters,
The American Breed,
T.S.O.L.,
Buzzcocks,
Amon Düül,
The Beau Brummels,
The Cowsills,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Joy Division,
Scientists,
ABBA,
Wasted Youth,
Skriet,
Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun.
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.