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 Panama and from Lille.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the oboe 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 Ice-T to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Rotary Connection. All the underground hits.
All U.S. Maple tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Maurizio 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlback record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
LL Cool J,
Underground Resistance,
Siglo XX,
Freddie Wadling,
Lyres,
Easy Going,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Unrelated Segments,
Donald Byrd,
Bob Dylan,
Kool Moe Dee,
Aloha Tigers,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Idris Muhammad,
Kurtis Blow,
Slick Rick,
Jawbox,
Gichy Dan,
Mission of Burma,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Moebius,
Derrick Morgan,
Archie Shepp,
Yellowson,
Faust,
Barclay James Harvest,
Aswad,
Japan,
Kerrie Biddell,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Bobby Sherman,
The Mummies,
Shoche,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Camouflage,
The Smiths,
Scott Walker,
KRS-One,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Crooked Eye,
John Cale,
Nico,
Saccharine Trust,
a-ha,
David Bowie,
Gerry Rafferty,
Iggy Pop,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
June Days,
Josef K,
Amon Düül II,
The Neon Judgement,
The New Christs,
Faraquet,
Al Stewart,
Babytalk,
Monks,
The Victims,
Mr. Review,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Knickerbockers,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes.
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.