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 Niger and from Taipei.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Lille.
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 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 Tom Verlaine 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 Cybotron to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The Gun Club. All the underground hits.
All Section 25 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deepchord 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cosmic Jokers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kas Product,
Ultra Naté,
Zero Boys,
The Knickerbockers,
Patti Smith,
June Days,
Barry Ungar,
A Certain Ratio,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Cecil Taylor,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Fela Kuti,
Moebius,
Faust,
Bill Wells,
Soft Cell,
Circle Jerks,
CMW,
Eric Copeland,
the Association,
The Red Krayola,
K-Klass,
Aswad,
David McCallum,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Electric Prunes,
Amon Düül II,
Duran Duran,
Eden Ahbez,
Urselle,
Lucky Dragons,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Q and Not U,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Warsaw,
Gil Scott Heron,
Barrington Levy,
the Soft Cell,
Silicon Teens,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Animal Collective,
Delta 5,
Davy DMX,
These Immortal Souls,
T. Rex,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Ponytail,
Sixth Finger,
Oneida,
Talk Talk,
Arcadia,
Wally Richardson,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Birthday Party,
Grey Daturas,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
the Slits,
Gerry Rafferty,
Tres Demented,
The Zeros,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Erasure, Erasure, Erasure, Erasure.
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.