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 Taiwan and from Sao Paulo.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the sitar 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 Eurythmics to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Sugar Minott. All the underground hits.
All Soul II Soul tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stereo Dub 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pulsallama record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television Personalities,
Motorama,
Pole,
The Stooges,
Bill Wells,
The Mummies,
Gastr Del Sol,
Anakelly,
X-102,
Buzzcocks,
Camouflage,
Black Sheep,
Althea and Donna,
Angry Samoans,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Swans,
Skaos,
Quando Quango,
Deakin,
Masters at Work,
Gerry Rafferty,
Robert Görl,
Scott Walker,
Blake Baxter,
Connie Case,
Popol Vuh,
Black Flag,
Arthur Verocai,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Aaron Thompson,
Iggy Pop,
Crime,
kango's stein massive,
The Knickerbockers,
K-Klass,
Rufus Thomas,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Robert Wyatt,
Parry Music,
Todd Rundgren,
Pere Ubu,
Brass Construction,
Banda Bassotti,
The Fall,
Dawn Penn,
Chris Corsano,
The Moleskins,
Minor Threat,
Ossler,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Searchers,
Radio Birdman,
Lalo Schifrin,
Bobby Womack,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Malaria!,
Ralphi Rosario,
World's Most,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Rosa Yemen,
The Grass Roots,
Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan.
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.