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 Mali and from Tokyo.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Arcadia to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Scratch Acid. All the underground hits.
All Peter and Kerry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Echospace 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gong record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Black Dice,
Man Parrish,
X-Ray Spex,
Rekid,
Stetsasonic,
Intrusion,
Henry Cow,
The Fall,
The Moody Blues,
The Vogues,
Chris Corsano,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Altered Images,
Boogie Down Productions,
10cc,
The Remains,
The Neon Judgement,
Black Flag,
Alphaville,
Easy Going,
Soft Machine,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Accadde A,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Oblivians,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Roxette,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Public Enemy,
Ponytail,
Nation of Ulysses,
ABC,
Dead Boys,
Gastr Del Sol,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Warsaw,
Lalann,
Gang Green,
The Raincoats,
Schoolly D,
Crispy Ambulance,
Drive Like Jehu,
Sugar Minott,
Sixth Finger,
The United States of America,
Khruangbin,
Black Sheep,
The Star Department,
Ronan,
Joe Finger,
Tears for Fears,
Model 500,
the Slits,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Desert Stars,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Tubeway Army,
Faust,
China Crisis,
Zero Boys,
Arthur Verocai,
Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye.
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.