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 Mongolia and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 chamberlin 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 Section 25 to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 The Barracudas. All the underground hits.
All The Mighty Diamonds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Surgeon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 an organ and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Coltrane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dark Day,
Underground Resistance,
Moss Icon,
Jandek,
Brand Nubian,
Anakelly,
Patti Smith,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
John Lydon,
AZ,
T. Rex,
Skaos,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Charles Mingus,
Lou Christie,
kango's stein massive,
Ten City,
Nas,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Deadbeat,
Alison Limerick,
The Gap Band,
Skriet,
Henry Cow,
Babytalk,
Piero Umiliani,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Mark Hollis,
Funky Four + One,
10cc,
The Doobie Brothers,
Ponytail,
The Gladiators,
Maleditus Sound,
Accadde A,
Supertramp,
ABC,
Sonny Sharrock,
Metal Thangz,
The Toasters,
Sällskapet,
Bill Near,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
John Foxx,
Marine Girls,
Pole,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Intrusion,
Barclay James Harvest,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Johnny Clarke,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Count Five,
Fugazi,
Pulsallama,
Bluetip,
the Slits,
Ludus,
Ice-T,
the Fania All-Stars,
U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple.
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.