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 Guyana and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Mumbai.
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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the sitar 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 Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 John Coltrane. All the underground hits.
All The Invisible tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Youth Brigade 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Sonic Youth,
H. Thieme,
Procol Harum,
Bob Dylan,
James White and The Blacks,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
David Axelrod,
Pantaleimon,
The Durutti Column,
Nas,
Porter Ricks,
Harpers Bizarre,
Alton Ellis,
OOIOO,
Henry Cow,
Nils Olav,
CMW,
The Knickerbockers,
EPMD,
The Sonics,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Shoche,
David McCallum,
Donny Hathaway,
the Soft Cell,
Lalo Schifrin,
Y Pants,
Iggy Pop,
The Stooges,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Ohio Players,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Blackbyrds,
Flamin' Groovies,
Sun Ra,
Urselle,
Rod Modell,
8 Eyed Spy,
Das Ding,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Babytalk,
Aswad,
Mission of Burma,
Grey Daturas,
DJ Sneak,
Jeff Lynne,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Marc Almond,
Marshall Jefferson,
the Slits,
Donald Byrd,
Ultravox,
Scrapy,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Grauzone,
The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground.
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.