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 Italy and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 theremin 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 Maurizio to the disco 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 The Offenders. All the underground hits.
All Public Enemy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bizarre Inc. 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 '80s 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 The Litter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
L. Decosne,
Yaz,
Juan Atkins,
Delta 5,
The Moleskins,
Wings,
Basic Channel,
Tropical Tobacco,
Main Source,
Grauzone,
Surgeon,
Robert Wyatt,
Jerry's Kids,
The Barracudas,
Skaos,
Johnny Clarke,
a-ha,
Mission of Burma,
Babytalk,
Prince Buster,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Skriet,
Nirvana,
Davy DMX,
The Last Poets,
Gong,
The Golliwogs,
Kerrie Biddell,
10cc,
The Young Rascals,
Deepchord,
Blossom Toes,
China Crisis,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Man Parrish,
Sam Rivers,
Fear,
The Invisible,
Soulsonic Force,
In Retrospect,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Cramps,
Bobby Byrd,
Cheater Slicks,
Toni Rubio,
Lower 48,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Pylon,
Television,
Joyce Sims,
Jacob Miller,
Rod Modell,
Harpers Bizarre,
Altered Images,
Bill Wells,
the Slits,
Index,
Curtis Mayfield,
Donny Hathaway,
Roxette,
Marc Almond,
Bizarre Inc.,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.