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 Ireland and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Liliput 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 Drexciya. All the underground hits.
All Delon & Dalcan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every K-Klass 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Janne Schatter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
One Last Wish,
Outsiders,
Sällskapet,
Average White Band,
Spandau Ballet,
Los Fastidios,
The Blackbyrds,
Aswad,
Television,
Ohio Players,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Bang On A Can,
New York Dolls,
Harpers Bizarre,
Cluster,
U.S. Maple,
Angry Samoans,
Warren Ellis,
The Sisters of Mercy,
This Heat,
kango's stein massive,
David Bowie,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
F. McDonald,
The Searchers,
Pylon,
Gang Starr,
DNA,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Symarip,
The Cramps,
The Monochrome Set,
Pharoah Sanders,
Aloha Tigers,
Tom Boy,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Babytalk,
Essential Logic,
Lalann,
Slave,
Rosa Yemen,
Q65,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Vainqueur,
Donny Hathaway,
Soft Machine,
Big Daddy Kane,
Country Teasers,
The Moody Blues,
Von Mondo,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Marmalade,
Nick Fraelich,
Radiohead,
Panda Bear,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Alison Limerick,
Marshall Jefferson,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Birthday Party,
Public Image Ltd.,
Peter & Gordon,
Erasure, Erasure, Erasure, Erasure.
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.