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 Madagascar and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Nico to the grime 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 The Golliwogs. All the underground hits.
All Von Mondo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Busters 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skarface,
John Holt,
Ice-T,
Adolescents,
Nation of Ulysses,
Jimmy McGriff,
Sam Rivers,
The Real Kids,
the Normal,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Monolake,
Dead Boys,
Massinfluence,
Ultra Naté,
the Slits,
Aloha Tigers,
David Axelrod,
Throbbing Gristle,
Donald Byrd,
Q and Not U,
Heaven 17,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
This Heat,
Todd Rundgren,
Fela Kuti,
Danielle Patucci,
Pharoah Sanders,
FM Einheit,
The Selecter,
Half Japanese,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Matthew Halsall,
L. Decosne,
the Sonics,
Man Eating Sloth,
Oneida,
Isaac Hayes,
X-102,
Blancmange,
Cal Tjader,
Japan,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Khruangbin,
Johnny Osbourne,
Bobbi Humphrey,
LL Cool J,
Bob Dylan,
Roxette,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Grandmaster Flash,
Radiopuhelimet,
Gang Green,
Joyce Sims,
The Leaves,
The Smoke,
PIL,
The Gap Band,
Au Pairs,
The Electric Prunes,
Wasted Youth,
Mo-Dettes, Mo-Dettes, Mo-Dettes, Mo-Dettes.
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.