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 Thailand and from Columbus.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 marimba 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 Toni Rubio to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Soul II Soul. All the underground hits.
All The Cure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Moon 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Shuggie Otis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlback,
H. Thieme,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Glambeats Corp.,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Stiv Bators,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Sister Nancy,
Can,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Red Krayola,
Andrew Hill,
Talk Talk,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Bill Near,
Throbbing Gristle,
Motorama,
The Residents,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Blackbyrds,
This Heat,
Barrington Levy,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Kinks,
Ronan,
Toni Rubio,
Sexual Harrassment,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Roy Ayers,
Kool Moe Dee,
Big Daddy Kane,
10cc,
Lindisfarne,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Infiniti,
Babytalk,
The Beau Brummels,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Animal Collective,
Minnie Riperton,
Section 25,
June of 44,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Bob Dylan,
D'Angelo,
the Slits,
Minor Threat,
The Techniques,
John Cale,
Half Japanese,
Gang Starr,
Ultra Naté,
Pere Ubu,
The Remains,
Gichy Dan,
The Star Department,
Metal Thangz,
Hoover,
The United States of America,
Index,
Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu.
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.