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 Turkey and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
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 Eurythmics to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Monochrome Set. All the underground hits.
All Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Angels of Light & Akron/Family record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a L. Decosne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Joy Division,
Rosa Yemen,
Amon Düül II,
Pole,
Supertramp,
John Coltrane,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Skriet,
The Divine Comedy,
Hashim,
Moebius,
Crime,
Absolute Body Control,
Chris & Cosey,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Moody Blues,
Laurel Aitken,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Mission of Burma,
Roxette,
Moby Grape,
Steve Hackett,
Liliput,
Cal Tjader,
Ultravox,
Tears for Fears,
The Detroit Cobras,
Y Pants,
Flash Fearless,
Marine Girls,
Lalann,
The Martian,
Patti Smith,
Stetsasonic,
China Crisis,
Q65,
Reagan Youth,
Malaria!,
Avey Tare,
Masters at Work,
Blake Baxter,
Davy DMX,
Country Teasers,
Bill Near,
Bob Dylan,
the Germs,
Magma,
cv313,
Guru Guru,
John Lydon,
Derrick May,
Crispy Ambulance,
One Last Wish,
Kayak,
Boogie Down Productions,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Negative Approach,
Soul II Soul,
Dennis Brown,
Heaven 17,
The Sonics,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family.
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.