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 Fiji and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Tubeway Army to the crunk 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 Ronan. All the underground hits.
All Q65 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MDC record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Japan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Tommy Roe,
Terry Callier,
Warren Ellis,
Black Bananas,
The Wake,
The Real Kids,
Nils Olav,
Nation of Ulysses,
Lalo Schifrin,
Jerry Gold Smith,
John Cale,
The Neon Judgement,
Radiohead,
Sun City Girls,
Mary Jane Girls,
Grauzone,
Clear Light,
Drive Like Jehu,
Skarface,
Yazoo,
Roy Ayers,
Alison Limerick,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Cramps,
The Barracudas,
Subhumans,
Robert Hood,
Anthony Braxton,
Kerri Chandler,
Sight & Sound,
Rufus Thomas,
Ultra Naté,
Marcia Griffiths,
James White and The Blacks,
Tropical Tobacco,
Country Teasers,
Idris Muhammad,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Magazine,
Morten Harket,
The Pop Group,
The Happenings,
Brick,
Marine Girls,
The Young Rascals,
Young Marble Giants,
Howard Jones,
Arab on Radar,
Funkadelic,
Soft Cell,
Bizarre Inc.,
Minny Pops,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Durutti Column,
Ituana,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Monolake,
Ten City, Ten City, Ten City, Ten City.
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.