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 Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 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 Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud to the disco 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 Sonny Sharrock. All the underground hits.
All Wire tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Human League record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Maleditus Sound,
L. Decosne,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Cure,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Wire,
Henry Cow,
The Techniques,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Outsiders,
Livin' Joy,
Sam Rivers,
Saccharine Trust,
The Slackers,
Cluster,
Jacob Miller,
Roxette,
Buzzcocks,
Mark Hollis,
Andrew Hill,
The Dirtbombs,
the Sonics,
Panda Bear,
Fatback Band,
Avey Tare,
Sixth Finger,
Roger Hodgson,
KRS-One,
Electric Prunes,
T.S.O.L.,
Cal Tjader,
the Association,
Matthew Bourne,
Joyce Sims,
DJ Sneak,
the Swans,
The Flesh Eaters,
Frankie Knuckles,
Average White Band,
Hashim,
Symarip,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Procol Harum,
Ultra Naté,
Bang On A Can,
Ohio Players,
Jeff Lynne,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Wasted Youth,
The Monks,
Surgeon,
Isaac Hayes,
Popol Vuh,
Depeche Mode,
Robert Görl,
Arthur Verocai,
Bizarre Inc.,
Bluetip,
FM Einheit,
Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities.
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.