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 Japan and from Hong Kong.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 The Blues Magoos to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Scion. All the underground hits.
All Sixth Finger tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aswad record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a L. Decosne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Monolake,
cv313,
Jesper Dahlback,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Rhythm & Sound,
Gang Green,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Quando Quango,
Letta Mbulu,
China Crisis,
Joe Smooth,
This Heat,
James Chance & The Contortions,
the Association,
CMW,
Slick Rick,
Lou Reed,
Alton Ellis,
Nas,
PIL,
Gerry Rafferty,
Negative Approach,
Gichy Dan,
Goldenarms,
The Last Poets,
Erykah Badu,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Japan,
Tubeway Army,
Underground Resistance,
Cybotron,
Soft Cell,
KRS-One,
Barbara Tucker,
Nik Kershaw,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Aural Exciters,
Public Image Ltd.,
Brass Construction,
Sonic Youth,
Silicon Teens,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Mary Jane Girls,
Outsiders,
Sound Behaviour,
Crime,
Bluetip,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Deakin,
Soft Machine,
Chris & Cosey,
The Dave Clark Five,
OOIOO,
Neu!,
Nico,
The Sound,
Eden Ahbez,
Matthew Bourne,
Lalann,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Blackbyrds,
Bang On A Can,
Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman.
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.