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 Dominican Republic and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Avey Tare to the disco 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 Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five. All the underground hits.
All Man Eating Sloth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lyres 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Blancmange 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?
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Von Mondo,
Aaron Thompson,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Blackbyrds,
Icehouse,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Quando Quango,
Boredoms,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Blancmange,
Soulsonic Force,
Television,
Oblivians,
the Normal,
Max Romeo,
F. McDonald,
Drexciya,
R.M.O.,
Fela Kuti,
Ralphi Rosario,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Todd Terry,
Kenny Larkin,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
the Association,
FM Einheit,
Maurizio,
Kerrie Biddell,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Mo-Dettes,
Ronnie Foster,
Camouflage,
Porter Ricks,
Jacob Miller,
10cc,
Young Marble Giants,
Joensuu 1685,
The Five Americans,
Gang Starr,
Nico,
The Selecter,
The Mojo Men,
Rotary Connection,
Ronan,
Alphaville,
Pagans,
Carl Craig,
Masters at Work,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Talk Talk,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Residents,
Susan Cadogan,
Pulsallama,
Mantronix,
Wasted Youth,
The Beau Brummels,
48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective.
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.