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 Togo and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 snare 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 Arthur Verocai to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Pierre Henry. All the underground hits.
All The Red Krayola tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Procol Harum record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Simply Red record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Duran Duran,
Electric Prunes,
Theoretical Girls,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Fat Boys,
Depeche Mode,
The Buckinghams,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Brass Construction,
Sällskapet,
Zero Boys,
Robert Görl,
Boz Scaggs,
Skriet,
The Moleskins,
Blancmange,
Ralphi Rosario,
Saccharine Trust,
Mars,
Y Pants,
Infiniti,
Freddie Wadling,
Bizarre Inc.,
One Last Wish,
Nik Kershaw,
John Cale,
The Knickerbockers,
Nick Fraelich,
David McCallum,
Kenny Larkin,
Oblivians,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Blackbyrds,
Nils Olav,
Scott Walker,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Faust,
the Fania All-Stars,
Gang Starr,
Quando Quango,
The Count Five,
Ornette Coleman,
Minnie Riperton,
Ice-T,
Matthew Halsall,
Bauhaus,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Bad Manners,
Liliput,
the Swans,
Bang On A Can,
John Coltrane,
Television,
Country Teasers,
Althea and Donna,
Jeff Mills,
The Zeros,
Scion,
Pantaleimon,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.