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 Guyana and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Fort Wilson Riot to the techno 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 DNA. All the underground hits.
All ABC tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric Copeland 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scott Walker record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barclay James Harvest,
Ituana,
Talk Talk,
Spandau Ballet,
Technova,
Moss Icon,
Swell Maps,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Isaac Hayes,
Loose Ends,
Whodini,
Newcleus,
Blancmange,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Stiv Bators,
Electric Prunes,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Zero Boys,
Cameo,
Lower 48,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Aaron Thompson,
Soul Sonic Force,
Schoolly D,
Lalo Schifrin,
Flash Fearless,
Organ,
The Associates,
Motorama,
Matthew Bourne,
Monolake,
8 Eyed Spy,
Black Bananas,
Stereo Dub,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Alphaville,
Morten Harket,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Basic Channel,
The Blues Magoos,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Durutti Column,
The Martian,
The Remains,
The Five Americans,
The Detroit Cobras,
Banda Bassotti,
Gang of Four,
U.S. Maple,
Livin' Joy,
Buzzcocks,
Cecil Taylor,
Alton Ellis,
Wings,
China Crisis,
Barbara Tucker,
The Mojo Men,
The Cramps,
Kerri Chandler,
Aswad,
The New Christs, The New Christs, The New Christs, The New Christs.
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.