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 San Marino and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Tokyo.
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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Interpol to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Warren Ellis. All the underground hits.
All Radio Birdman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minny Pops record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a China Crisis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Copeland,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Rufus Thomas,
Radiohead,
Pierre Henry,
The Gories,
The Five Americans,
Bluetip,
Sun City Girls,
Barbara Tucker,
Gabor Szabo,
the Bar-Kays,
Magma,
The Music Machine,
MC5,
Funkadelic,
Scratch Acid,
DJ Style,
Funky Four + One,
The Fall,
Angry Samoans,
Soft Machine,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Groovy Waters,
FM Einheit,
Arcadia,
The Monochrome Set,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Guru Guru,
Kayak,
Japan,
Terry Callier,
Interpol,
The Invisible,
8 Eyed Spy,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Fire Engines,
Stiv Bators,
Minutemen,
Dead Boys,
Zero Boys,
Danielle Patucci,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Bizarre Inc.,
Kas Product,
Harpers Bizarre,
Cybotron,
Lyres,
Donald Byrd,
Graham Central Station,
Rapeman,
The Flesh Eaters,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Warsaw,
Chris & Cosey,
Loose Ends,
La Düsseldorf,
Parry Music, Parry Music, Parry Music, Parry Music.
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.