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 Uzbekistan and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 Lyon and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the oboe 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 Kevin Saunderson to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Country Joe & The Fish. All the underground hits.
All Magazine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Man Eating Sloth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultravox record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barbara Tucker,
Bush Tetras,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Scratch Acid,
Joensuu 1685,
Loose Ends,
Agitation Free,
Tubeway Army,
Mandrill,
OOIOO,
Altered Images,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Birthday Party,
Iggy Pop,
Idris Muhammad,
Joyce Sims,
Groovy Waters,
Tom Boy,
Ten City,
Heaven 17,
Lee Hazlewood,
Public Image Ltd.,
Bluetip,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Wasted Youth,
the Fania All-Stars,
Connie Case,
Andrew Hill,
Kayak,
Skriet,
Stetsasonic,
Magazine,
Nas,
Soul II Soul,
Slick Rick,
Soulsonic Force,
Sandy B,
H. Thieme,
Stockholm Monsters,
Pierre Henry,
FM Einheit,
Pagans,
The Offenders,
La Düsseldorf,
Inner City,
Von Mondo,
Ultra Naté,
Quantec,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Supertramp,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Rufus Thomas,
Rekid,
The Tremeloes,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Bad Manners,
The Sonics,
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.