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 Mongolia and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Radiohead to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Mummies. All the underground hits.
All Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dave Gahan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Unrelated Segments record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yaz,
Vladislav Delay,
Letta Mbulu,
the Bar-Kays,
Deadbeat,
Easy Going,
The Gun Club,
Toni Rubio,
Suicide,
Eddi Front,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Sister Nancy,
Zapp,
Circle Jerks,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Velvet Underground,
The Associates,
Sparks,
The Dave Clark Five,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Charles Mingus,
K-Klass,
John Cale,
Jawbox,
Bill Wells,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Carl Craig,
Amazonics,
Motorama,
The Zeros,
Marshall Jefferson,
Junior Murvin,
Mo-Dettes,
Eve St. Jones,
The Trojans,
Pantytec,
The American Breed,
Liliput,
Simply Red,
X-Ray Spex,
Arcadia,
Gang Green,
the Slits,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Television,
Skarface,
One Last Wish,
Reagan Youth,
These Immortal Souls,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Tomorrow,
Faust,
10cc,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Gang Gang Dance,
New Order,
Suburban Knight,
Lou Reed,
X-101,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Gap Band, The Gap Band, The Gap Band, The Gap Band.
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.