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 Romania 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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Bootsy's Rubber Band. All the underground hits.
All The Young Rascals tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ornette Coleman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amon Düül II record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Swans,
Yusef Lateef,
John Lydon,
Reuben Wilson,
FM Einheit,
Erasure,
Sugar Minott,
The Trojans,
The Dirtbombs,
Lalo Schifrin,
La Düsseldorf,
EPMD,
Harpers Bizarre,
Marmalade,
Juan Atkins,
Matthew Bourne,
Adolescents,
The Electric Prunes,
The Seeds,
Rotary Connection,
Wings,
The Doors,
Alphaville,
AZ,
Harry Pussy,
Public Enemy,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Leaves,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Lower 48,
Q65,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Interpol,
Gil Scott Heron,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Matthew Halsall,
Brick,
Sound Behaviour,
Lou Christie,
Dawn Penn,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Anakelly,
Q and Not U,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Mo-Dettes,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Soulsonic Force,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Trumans Water,
Cameo,
The Busters,
Lou Reed,
Howard Jones,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Erykah Badu,
Eden Ahbez,
Electric Prunes,
Outsiders,
Albert Ayler,
Scratch Acid, Scratch Acid, Scratch Acid, Scratch Acid.
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.