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 Ghana and from Milan.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 arpeggiator 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 Gary Puckett & The Union Gap to the crunk 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 Soft Machine. All the underground hits.
All Electric Light Orchestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Y Pants record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rotary Connection record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alton Ellis,
Matthew Halsall,
Nirvana,
Technova,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Yusef Lateef,
DJ Sneak,
Easy Going,
Roxette,
Sight & Sound,
Agent Orange,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Byron Stingily,
The Slackers,
Gabor Szabo,
Jeff Lynne,
E-Dancer,
This Heat,
The Saints,
Yellowson,
Magma,
Agitation Free,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Moebius,
Aloha Tigers,
JFA,
Faust,
David Bowie,
Negative Approach,
Soft Cell,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Leaves,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Kayak,
the Association,
Outsiders,
Janne Schatter,
The Last Poets,
Television Personalities,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
PIL,
KRS-One,
Niagra,
Neu!,
Piero Umiliani,
Joe Smooth,
Loose Ends,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Grauzone,
David McCallum,
Moss Icon,
Gong,
AZ,
Brand Nubian,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Tremeloes,
Procol Harum,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Erasure,
The Red Krayola, The Red Krayola, The Red Krayola, The Red Krayola.
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.