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 Cape Verde and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 oboe 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 Basic Channel to the rap 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 Eurythmics. All the underground hits.
All Delon & Dalcan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kool G Rap & DJ Polo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sixth Finger record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boz Scaggs,
Flash Fearless,
Maurizio,
Motorama,
Thompson Twins,
John Lydon,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Rufus Thomas,
The Cure,
The Doobie Brothers,
China Crisis,
Erykah Badu,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
D'Angelo,
Faraquet,
The Moleskins,
Ornette Coleman,
Von Mondo,
Dorothy Ashby,
Moebius,
Ossler,
David McCallum,
Robert Hood,
Ten City,
Pagans,
Janne Schatter,
Matthew Halsall,
John Foxx,
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The Kinks,
Lebanon Hanover,
Aural Exciters,
Erasure,
Wolf Eyes,
Alice Coltrane,
Royal Trux,
Basic Channel,
Shoche,
Sun City Girls,
The Cowsills,
Zapp,
Pere Ubu,
The Beau Brummels,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Reuben Wilson,
The Barracudas,
Lyres,
The Flesh Eaters,
The United States of America,
Blake Baxter,
Boogie Down Productions,
Make Up,
The Durutti Column,
Colin Newman,
Roxette,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Associates,
Groovy Waters,
Young Marble Giants,
Ituana,
Oblivians, Oblivians, Oblivians, Oblivians.
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.