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 Comoros and from Mumbai.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 synthesizer 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 Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Vaughan Mason & Crew. All the underground hits.
All Guru Guru tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sarah Menescal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cabaret Voltaire record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Quantec,
the Soft Cell,
Harpers Bizarre,
Altered Images,
Bush Tetras,
Marc Almond,
Joyce Sims,
The Techniques,
Masters at Work,
Suicide,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Barbara Tucker,
Black Flag,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Birthday Party,
Graham Central Station,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Youth Brigade,
the Bar-Kays,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Mission of Burma,
The Fall,
The Angels of Light,
The Fuzztones,
Kerrie Biddell,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Gang Gang Dance,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Main Source,
kango's stein massive,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
David Axelrod,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Seeds,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Japan,
Trumans Water,
Country Teasers,
Kas Product,
The Pop Group,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Minutemen,
Al Stewart,
Derrick Morgan,
The Velvet Underground,
Fad Gadget,
Lalo Schifrin,
Zero Boys,
Television Personalities,
Connie Case,
Freddie Wadling,
Cecil Taylor,
Newcleus,
Jawbox,
Gang Green,
Carl Craig,
The Litter,
Ohio Players,
The Durutti Column,
Avey Tare, Avey Tare, Avey Tare, Avey Tare.
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.