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 Australia and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Germs to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Archie Shepp. All the underground hits.
All Liliput tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every La Düsseldorf record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a spring reverb 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 theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Morten Harket,
the Normal,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Delon & Dalcan,
Sandy B,
AZ,
The Blackbyrds,
Television Personalities,
Thompson Twins,
Skaos,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Moody Blues,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
New Age Steppers,
Mission of Burma,
KRS-One,
the Sonics,
The Wake,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Joey Negro,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Drexciya,
Pylon,
Alton Ellis,
The Gun Club,
The Modern Lovers,
Mo-Dettes,
F. McDonald,
Flamin' Groovies,
Pet Shop Boys,
Barbara Tucker,
Grandmaster Flash,
Half Japanese,
Nils Olav,
The Five Americans,
Magazine,
Ohio Players,
Fugazi,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Country Teasers,
Faust,
Pharoah Sanders,
The United States of America,
Neu!,
Los Fastidios,
The Associates,
Bad Manners,
Jesper Dahlback,
Roy Ayers,
Quantec,
Lyres,
The Pop Group,
Excepter,
Radiopuhelimet,
Deakin,
The Residents,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
X-101,
The Knickerbockers,
Sunsets and Hearts,
London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir.
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.