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 Brazil and from Tehran.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 organ 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 The Cosmic Jokers to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Red Krayola. All the underground hits.
All Skarface tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABBA 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Spandau Ballet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Soft Cell,
Urselle,
Nas,
Jandek,
Whodini,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Anakelly,
The Dave Clark Five,
Dave Gahan,
the Association,
The Golliwogs,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
China Crisis,
Bush Tetras,
Desert Stars,
Black Flag,
Radiopuhelimet,
Smog,
Barclay James Harvest,
Matthew Halsall,
Pulsallama,
Joey Negro,
The Misunderstood,
The Techniques,
The Stooges,
Sister Nancy,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Organ,
the Swans,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Shoche,
Eric Dolphy,
the Human League,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Lalann,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Brass Construction,
Marine Girls,
Pantaleimon,
Marc Almond,
Howard Jones,
the Normal,
The Fall,
Lee Hazlewood,
Susan Cadogan,
The Gun Club,
Ohio Players,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Martian,
John Holt,
Mission of Burma,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Henry Cow,
Fugazi,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Stiv Bators,
Moby Grape,
Section 25,
The Tremeloes,
Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon.
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.