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 Korea South and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
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 Joe Smooth 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 Johnny Osbourne. All the underground hits.
All Mark Hollis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stockholm Monsters 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Soft Cell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Intrusion,
Robert Görl,
Ten City,
Freddie Wadling,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Slave,
Piero Umiliani,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
La Düsseldorf,
Erykah Badu,
Stockholm Monsters,
Von Mondo,
Little Man,
Icehouse,
Wasted Youth,
Todd Rundgren,
Pulsallama,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
T.S.O.L.,
Mo-Dettes,
Barrington Levy,
X-101,
Neil Young,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Carl Craig,
Can,
The Alarm Clocks,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Saccharine Trust,
a-ha,
Darondo,
kango's stein massive,
Rakim,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Bauhaus,
AZ,
FM Einheit,
Scratch Acid,
The Stooges,
The Dirtbombs,
Section 25,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Scion,
The Invisible,
Suburban Knight,
Youth Brigade,
Slick Rick,
Cheater Slicks,
Rotary Connection,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Associates,
Tres Demented,
Idris Muhammad,
LL Cool J,
Unrelated Segments,
Pole,
MC5, MC5, MC5, MC5.
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.