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 Equatorial Guinea and from Glasgow.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Milan.
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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Radiopuhelimet to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 The Human League. All the underground hits.
All Bill Wells tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Goldenarms 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Von Mondo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Piero Umiliani,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Scientists,
Stereo Dub,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Joensuu 1685,
Mary Jane Girls,
Derrick May,
Blancmange,
ABBA,
The Vogues,
Leonard Cohen,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
the Bar-Kays,
Ossler,
Brand Nubian,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Das Ding,
Y Pants,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Associates,
Au Pairs,
Barbara Tucker,
The Smoke,
Surgeon,
DJ Sneak,
a-ha,
Andrew Hill,
Man Parrish,
10cc,
Drexciya,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Neon Judgement,
Television Personalities,
X-101,
Jesper Dahlback,
Freddie Wadling,
The Sonics,
Cameo,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Radiohead,
Faraquet,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Fear,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Arab on Radar,
Rapeman,
Aloha Tigers,
Eric B and Rakim,
Lee Hazlewood,
Don Cherry,
Public Enemy,
Ken Boothe,
Al Stewart,
The Martian,
Drive Like Jehu,
Albert Ayler,
L. Decosne,
Brothers Johnson,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Television, Television, Television, Television.
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.