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 Georgia and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Sao Paulo.
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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Brick to the electroclash 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 Accadde A. All the underground hits.
All Roger Hodgson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Monks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 güiro and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Monochrome Set record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ronan,
Derrick May,
The Evens,
Deadbeat,
LL Cool J,
Bauhaus,
The Blackbyrds,
the Sonics,
Youth Brigade,
Marine Girls,
Swans,
The Monochrome Set,
Kerri Chandler,
The Raincoats,
These Immortal Souls,
Popol Vuh,
Cheater Slicks,
Depeche Mode,
Eurythmics,
Minny Pops,
Todd Terry,
Nirvana,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Durutti Column,
Kas Product,
Ken Boothe,
The Last Poets,
Groovy Waters,
R.M.O.,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Associates,
the Swans,
Scrapy,
Neil Young,
Flipper,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Aaron Thompson,
Eric Dolphy,
Arcadia,
Gerry Rafferty,
Roxette,
Sandy B,
Hasil Adkins,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Barbara Tucker,
Steve Hackett,
Matthew Halsall,
Tubeway Army,
Infiniti,
Erykah Badu,
The Angels of Light,
Todd Rundgren,
Yazoo,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Silicon Teens,
Radiohead,
Black Bananas,
Rapeman,
Yusef Lateef,
Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One.
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.