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 Venezuela and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 chamberlin 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 Roxy Music to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Dorothy Ashby. All the underground hits.
All Wasted Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Index 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Guru Guru record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lalann,
Erasure,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Pet Shop Boys,
Nik Kershaw,
Cymande,
Fluxion,
Curtis Mayfield,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Stockholm Monsters,
New Age Steppers,
The Doors,
Vainqueur,
Unwound,
Leonard Cohen,
Jandek,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Pylon,
The Selecter,
Colin Newman,
E-Dancer,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
June Days,
The New Christs,
Lungfish,
Infiniti,
Boz Scaggs,
48th St. Collective,
The Fugs,
Television Personalities,
Drexciya,
Deakin,
Bauhaus,
The Pretty Things,
OOIOO,
Yellowson,
Babytalk,
Clear Light,
Banda Bassotti,
Andrew Hill,
Eurythmics,
Bang On A Can,
R.M.O.,
The Martian,
Cecil Taylor,
The Fuzztones,
Trumans Water,
The Sound,
Sparks,
Barbara Tucker,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Young Rascals,
Loose Ends,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Tres Demented,
Sexual Harrassment,
Newcleus,
The Flesh Eaters,
Man Eating Sloth,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Gap Band,
LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J.
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.