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 Qatar and from Mexico City.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Soul II Soul to the punk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 John Cale. All the underground hits.
All Crime tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Terry Callier record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kaleidoscope record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Von Mondo,
Oblivians,
John Coltrane,
Roxette,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
cv313,
Nirvana,
Radiohead,
Deadbeat,
Slick Rick,
A Certain Ratio,
The Golliwogs,
Wings,
Barclay James Harvest,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Henry Cow,
The Fall,
ABBA,
Sixth Finger,
Amazonics,
Mantronix,
Essential Logic,
Kurtis Blow,
DJ Sneak,
Freddie Wadling,
Banda Bassotti,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Aloha Tigers,
Hashim,
Little Man,
Darondo,
the Bar-Kays,
Laurel Aitken,
Sällskapet,
Ronnie Foster,
Max Romeo,
Trumans Water,
Dawn Penn,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Robert Hood,
Barbara Tucker,
Y Pants,
The Red Krayola,
Bootsy Collins,
Q and Not U,
EPMD,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Joyce Sims,
Fluxion,
Loose Ends,
The Offenders,
The Pretty Things,
Warren Ellis,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Scott Walker,
Rotary Connection,
The Slackers,
Crooked Eye,
The Last Poets,
Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke.
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.