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 Guinea and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 mellotron 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 Skatalites to the crunk 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 Magazine. All the underground hits.
All Severed Heads tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Moleskins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Toni Rubio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Oneida,
Buzzcocks,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Marvin Gaye,
Scrapy,
Wasted Youth,
Erykah Badu,
Brand Nubian,
Man Parrish,
Interpol,
Das Ding,
Sex Pistols,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Aaron Thompson,
The Happenings,
Albert Ayler,
LL Cool J,
Skaos,
John Coltrane,
Surgeon,
Marine Girls,
The Blackbyrds,
Mr. Review,
Sister Nancy,
U.S. Maple,
Kenny Larkin,
Joe Finger,
Drexciya,
The Motions,
Second Layer,
Matthew Halsall,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Tres Demented,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
In Retrospect,
Echospace,
Jesper Dahlback,
Delon & Dalcan,
Black Moon,
Stiv Bators,
Bronski Beat,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Bobby Byrd,
The Saints,
Cymande,
Minny Pops,
Mad Mike,
Quantec,
Outsiders,
Absolute Body Control,
Sun Ra,
The Human League,
Glenn Branca,
The Trojans,
Smog,
Yazoo,
ABC,
Rekid,
Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions.
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.