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 Korea North and from Houston.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
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 Bobby Sherman 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 John Holt. All the underground hits.
All Oblivians tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Patti Smith record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yaz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nils Olav,
Bluetip,
The Raincoats,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Sugar Minott,
Shuggie Otis,
Moss Icon,
Anthony Braxton,
Aswad,
LL Cool J,
The Techniques,
Rufus Thomas,
Derrick Morgan,
the Human League,
Qualms,
Tommy Roe,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Flesh Eaters,
Sound Behaviour,
Das Ding,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Johnny Clarke,
Roy Ayers,
The Gun Club,
Little Man,
Magazine,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Slackers,
Eve St. Jones,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Blancmange,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
It's A Beautiful Day,
the Soft Cell,
Ralphi Rosario,
Erasure,
Bobby Sherman,
The Sonics,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Nico,
Oblivians,
Intrusion,
Lebanon Hanover,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Scott Walker,
Pet Shop Boys,
Janne Schatter,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
John Holt,
Kas Product,
DJ Sneak,
Cheater Slicks,
Crime,
Electric Prunes,
Soul II Soul,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Fugs,
Carl Craig,
The Sound,
Sun Ra,
L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne.
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.