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 Nigeria 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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Swans to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Chris & Cosey. All the underground hits.
All Agitation Free tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chris Corsano record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nils Olav record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Maleditus Sound,
Country Teasers,
Lebanon Hanover,
Lungfish,
Theoretical Girls,
Neu!,
Intrusion,
Radiohead,
Flamin' Groovies,
Franke,
Leonard Cohen,
Danielle Patucci,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Jeff Mills,
Little Man,
Nik Kershaw,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Easy Going,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Goldenarms,
Ponytail,
Warsaw,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Bobby Sherman,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
X-Ray Spex,
Crash Course in Science,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
EPMD,
Sound Behaviour,
Steve Hackett,
Todd Rundgren,
Guru Guru,
The Slackers,
Robert Wyatt,
Roger Hodgson,
Young Marble Giants,
Jacques Brel,
Aural Exciters,
Nils Olav,
The Durutti Column,
Flash Fearless,
Aswad,
Freddie Wadling,
Tres Demented,
The Blues Magoos,
Public Enemy,
Section 25,
Mark Hollis,
Scion,
Suburban Knight,
Michelle Simonal,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Chrome,
Procol Harum,
Interpol,
Eric Dolphy,
Marc Almond,
Black Flag,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282.
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.