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 Colombia and from Mumbai.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Simply Red to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Radiohead. All the underground hits.
All Swell Maps tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Slick Rick record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlback record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Mummies,
Average White Band,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Godley & Creme,
Smog,
Sandy B,
The Tremeloes,
Avey Tare,
Boogie Down Productions,
Sexual Harrassment,
OOIOO,
FM Einheit,
Urselle,
Thompson Twins,
Public Image Ltd.,
Sonic Youth,
Gong,
Radiopuhelimet,
David McCallum,
a-ha,
The Offenders,
John Lydon,
Pagans,
Malaria!,
Cybotron,
Easy Going,
The Moody Blues,
Amazonics,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Cure,
Q and Not U,
Agent Orange,
Tom Boy,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Nas,
Jeru the Damaja,
Symarip,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Silicon Teens,
Stiv Bators,
The Real Kids,
Harpers Bizarre,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Swell Maps,
Half Japanese,
Flash Fearless,
The Beau Brummels,
the Sonics,
Wasted Youth,
Slick Rick,
Alison Limerick,
Ituana,
Zero Boys,
Glenn Branca,
Kurtis Blow,
X-Ray Spex,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Ossler,
Moss Icon,
The Happenings,
Gang Starr,
Patti Smith, Patti Smith, Patti Smith, Patti Smith.
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.