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 Turkmenistan and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Pole to the rock 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 Rhythim Is Rhythim. All the underground hits.
All Icehouse tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kango’s Stein Massive record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Moebius record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Residents,
Ohio Players,
Kool Moe Dee,
Mandrill,
Bluetip,
Little Man,
Albert Ayler,
Reagan Youth,
Deakin,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Mary Jane Girls,
Iggy Pop,
Altered Images,
Kerrie Biddell,
Soul Sonic Force,
Underground Resistance,
The Music Machine,
Tim Buckley,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Throbbing Gristle,
Amon Düül,
The Trojans,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Angels of Light,
Radiohead,
Kurtis Blow,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Byron Stingily,
The Standells,
Unrelated Segments,
Stiv Bators,
Big Daddy Kane,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Negative Approach,
Suicide,
Unwound,
Bill Wells,
The Searchers,
Joey Negro,
8 Eyed Spy,
Sandy B,
Scott Walker,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Blues Magoos,
Janne Schatter,
Jeff Lynne,
Jerry's Kids,
Gabor Szabo,
The Motions,
The Monochrome Set,
Alton Ellis,
Visage,
Lungfish,
CMW,
Royal Trux,
Derrick May,
Pharoah Sanders,
Pulsallama,
Kas Product,
Bootsy Collins,
Nas,
Basic Channel,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Howard Jones, Howard Jones, Howard Jones, Howard Jones.
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.