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 Denmark and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 güiro 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 Soft Cell to the dance 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 DeepChord presents Echospace. All the underground hits.
All Art Ensemble Of Chicago tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DJ Style record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arthur Verocai record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ten City,
Bill Near,
Kas Product,
Graham Central Station,
The Dave Clark Five,
Crispian St. Peters,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Young Marble Giants,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Girls At Our Best!,
Marshall Jefferson,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Gregory Isaacs,
X-101,
Accadde A,
Dark Day,
Simply Red,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Black Bananas,
MDC,
Johnny Clarke,
Toni Rubio,
T.S.O.L.,
D'Angelo,
The Barracudas,
Lalo Schifrin,
Bobby Byrd,
Theoretical Girls,
Make Up,
Al Stewart,
Inner City,
Soft Cell,
Avey Tare,
Joey Negro,
Hot Snakes,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Pussy Galore,
Bizarre Inc.,
Eurythmics,
Sun City Girls,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Neu!,
New York Dolls,
Ice-T,
Soul II Soul,
Shoche,
the Human League,
KRS-One,
Funky Four + One,
Nik Kershaw,
Mad Mike,
Second Layer,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Max Romeo,
Ronan,
Soulsonic Force,
Sparks,
Kaleidoscope,
R.M.O.,
Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty.
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.