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 Nepal and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 La Düsseldorf to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 cv313. All the underground hits.
All 8 Eyed Spy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sandy B record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 marimba and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visage record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rotary Connection,
F. McDonald,
Black Pus,
The Gap Band,
Davy DMX,
The Alarm Clocks,
Harmonia,
Metal Thangz,
Hardrive,
Bobby Byrd,
Dual Sessions,
The Stooges,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Q and Not U,
Albert Ayler,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Tommy Roe,
Camberwell Now,
Susan Cadogan,
The Birthday Party,
Flamin' Groovies,
Hashim,
Henry Cow,
Radiopuhelimet,
Unrelated Segments,
A Certain Ratio,
The Fall,
LL Cool J,
Flash Fearless,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Kerri Chandler,
the Sonics,
Bush Tetras,
Lalo Schifrin,
Rosa Yemen,
The Motions,
Can,
Eric Dolphy,
Rapeman,
Audionom,
Vainqueur,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Dark Day,
Lee Hazlewood,
Parry Music,
Blake Baxter,
Saccharine Trust,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Television Personalities,
Brick,
AZ,
CMW,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Andrew Hill,
Robert Hood,
Echospace,
The Velvet Underground,
Silicon Teens,
Goldenarms,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Von Mondo,
The Moleskins,
Mo-Dettes,
Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot.
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.