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 Korea North and from Manchester.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Bob Dylan to the dance 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 Ultra Naté. All the underground hits.
All Circle Jerks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Frankie Knuckles record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gabor Szabo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Janne Schatter,
Radiopuhelimet,
Joe Finger,
Scientists,
Chrome,
John Cale,
the Bar-Kays,
The Stooges,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Motorama,
Whodini,
The Leaves,
Chris Corsano,
Q65,
Soul II Soul,
The Shadows of Knight,
Pylon,
The Music Machine,
JFA,
Mars,
the Normal,
The Knickerbockers,
Kurtis Blow,
The Barracudas,
Radio Birdman,
Aloha Tigers,
Infiniti,
New Age Steppers,
Gregory Isaacs,
Archie Shepp,
Japan,
The Moleskins,
U.S. Maple,
Mandrill,
The Buckinghams,
Joy Division,
The Raincoats,
Half Japanese,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Fatback Band,
The Cramps,
Boogie Down Productions,
Derrick May,
Howard Jones,
The Sound,
Anakelly,
Warren Ellis,
CMW,
Harry Pussy,
The Saints,
The Star Department,
The Birthday Party,
The New Christs,
Section 25,
Wally Richardson,
Neu!,
The Dave Clark Five,
Gang Green,
Kas Product,
The Busters, The Busters, The Busters, The Busters.
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.