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 Serbia and from Accra.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Camberwell Now to the techno 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 the Human League. All the underground hits.
All Camouflage tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Silicon Teens record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 clarinet and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Interpol record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Modern Lovers,
Lightning Bolt,
Brass Construction,
Animal Collective,
John Holt,
Quadrant,
Ronan,
Pylon,
The Stooges,
Rapeman,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Evens,
Lou Christie,
Davy DMX,
Nas,
Ludus,
Avey Tare,
Freddie Wadling,
Letta Mbulu,
Hashim,
Shoche,
Skriet,
Soul II Soul,
Bob Dylan,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Black Pus,
Jacob Miller,
Quantec,
Leonard Cohen,
FM Einheit,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Gories,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Easy Going,
Matthew Halsall,
Gerry Rafferty,
Massinfluence,
Niagra,
Tommy Roe,
Dead Boys,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Toni Rubio,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Fat Boys,
Rotary Connection,
The American Breed,
Ten City,
Bill Near,
Warren Ellis,
Rites of Spring,
Ronnie Foster,
Magma,
Moebius,
AZ,
Isaac Hayes,
Young Marble Giants,
Ultimate Spinach,
Cybotron, Cybotron, Cybotron, Cybotron.
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.