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 Bhutan and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Mark Hollis to the rock 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 Parry Music. All the underground hits.
All the Germs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pantytec record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
a-ha,
The Young Rascals,
The Skatalites,
Fad Gadget,
Q and Not U,
Organ,
The Cure,
X-102,
Vainqueur,
Toni Rubio,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Blues Magoos,
Model 500,
Can,
Aloha Tigers,
Fifty Foot Hose,
MC5,
Marcia Griffiths,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Robert Wyatt,
Stetsasonic,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Danielle Patucci,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Eric Dolphy,
Freddie Wadling,
Max Romeo,
L. Decosne,
Roy Ayers,
China Crisis,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
DJ Sneak,
Zapp,
Tom Boy,
Jawbox,
PIL,
the Slits,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Pop Group,
Al Stewart,
Fatback Band,
Supertramp,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Symarip,
Charles Mingus,
The Barracudas,
Terrestrial Tones,
Excepter,
John Foxx,
Eli Mardock,
Rosa Yemen,
Joy Division,
Laurel Aitken,
Rhythm & Sound,
Stockholm Monsters,
Mantronix,
Sparks,
Lower 48,
Crime,
Kurtis Blow,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk.
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.