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 Denmark 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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 guitar 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 Ossler to the grunge 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 AZ. All the underground hits.
All Babytalk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tomorrow 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 güiro and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultra Naté record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Average White Band,
Freddie Wadling,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Todd Terry,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Main Source,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Babytalk,
Harpers Bizarre,
Neil Young,
The Dave Clark Five,
Depeche Mode,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Judy Mowatt,
Fatback Band,
Avey Tare,
The New Christs,
The Sonics,
Soft Machine,
Unwound,
June of 44,
John Coltrane,
the Slits,
Animal Collective,
Theoretical Girls,
Rosa Yemen,
Arab on Radar,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Dawn Penn,
cv313,
Brass Construction,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Hardrive,
Curtis Mayfield,
Bootsy Collins,
Flipper,
Subhumans,
The Happenings,
The Music Machine,
Magma,
The Smoke,
Colin Newman,
Jandek,
Ronan,
Essential Logic,
Mandrill,
The Barracudas,
Eric Copeland,
Supertramp,
ABC,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Lou Christie,
The Leaves,
Funky Four + One,
Johnny Clarke,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Eric B and Rakim,
48th St. Collective,
Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza.
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.