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 Germany and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Bizarre Inc. to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Little Man. All the underground hits.
All Au Pairs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Infiniti record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Connie Case,
Man Eating Sloth,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Kinks,
Half Japanese,
Isaac Hayes,
Girls At Our Best!,
Technova,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bill Near,
Grey Daturas,
Vainqueur,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
10cc,
Agent Orange,
Babytalk,
Alice Coltrane,
Rekid,
Alphaville,
Porter Ricks,
Simply Red,
The Knickerbockers,
The Pretty Things,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Agitation Free,
Faraquet,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Panda Bear,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Soft Cell,
The Moleskins,
Don Cherry,
a-ha,
Los Fastidios,
Big Daddy Kane,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Ultra Naté,
Minor Threat,
Talk Talk,
Soul Sonic Force,
F. McDonald,
New Order,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Moebius,
These Immortal Souls,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
X-101,
ABC,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
MC5,
Ultravox,
Lightning Bolt,
8 Eyed Spy,
Judy Mowatt,
Yaz,
Kerri Chandler,
Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force.
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.