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 Mauritius and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Pet Shop Boys to the jazz 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 Lou Reed. All the underground hits.
All Country Teasers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rekid 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an organ 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 chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter and Kerry,
The Skatalites,
Zero Boys,
Rekid,
10cc,
Funkadelic,
Clear Light,
The Moody Blues,
Roxy Music,
The Neon Judgement,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Juan Atkins,
Josef K,
Audionom,
The Raincoats,
Big Daddy Kane,
Fad Gadget,
The Fuzztones,
Roy Ayers,
Freddie Wadling,
Rotary Connection,
Mantronix,
Nation of Ulysses,
Jandek,
The Selecter,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Alarm Clocks,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Supertramp,
Hoover,
Shoche,
The New Christs,
Black Flag,
Minor Threat,
June Days,
Joey Negro,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Guru Guru,
Scratch Acid,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Angry Samoans,
Radiohead,
Average White Band,
Stockholm Monsters,
Malaria!,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Darondo,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Loose Ends,
Mark Hollis,
Grey Daturas,
Groovy Waters,
Ituana,
New Age Steppers,
Skaos,
Banda Bassotti,
The Evens,
Y Pants,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Ludus,
Babytalk,
Sam Rivers,
Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel.
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.