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 Panama and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 10cc to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Kerri Chandler. All the underground hits.
All Eric Dolphy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Smooth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camberwell Now record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The United States of America,
Smog,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Ultravox,
Matthew Halsall,
Television,
10cc,
Ludus,
The Searchers,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Sonics,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Sonny Sharrock,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Techniques,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Ronan,
Piero Umiliani,
Half Japanese,
Essential Logic,
Zapp,
Marvin Gaye,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Gun Club,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Human League,
The Electric Prunes,
Yusef Lateef,
Radiohead,
Carl Craig,
Gang Starr,
Minny Pops,
Thompson Twins,
Fear,
Eli Mardock,
AZ,
Babytalk,
Anakelly,
Japan,
Lyres,
Dennis Brown,
Connie Case,
Soft Cell,
Bootsy Collins,
Barry Ungar,
Lightning Bolt,
Ten City,
Los Fastidios,
Delon & Dalcan,
Bobby Womack,
June Days,
Chris Corsano,
Stockholm Monsters,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Agitation Free,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Mark Hollis,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Suicide,
Yellowson,
Country Teasers, Country Teasers, Country Teasers, Country Teasers.
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.