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 Sweden and from Mexico City.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Milan.
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 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 10cc to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Tomorrow. All the underground hits.
All Sonic Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Michelle Simonal 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a X-Ray Spex record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Supertramp,
Slave,
Peter and Kerry,
Depeche Mode,
Oneida,
Kenny Larkin,
Easy Going,
Severed Heads,
Scan 7,
Jimmy McGriff,
Junior Murvin,
Soulsonic Force,
Colin Newman,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Stereo Dub,
The Beau Brummels,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Cecil Taylor,
the Slits,
Jesper Dahlback,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
PIL,
Scrapy,
Lakeside,
Wings,
Organ,
Agent Orange,
Gong,
The Gories,
Eddi Front,
B.T. Express,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Underground Resistance,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Amazonics,
Cabaret Voltaire,
AZ,
The Gap Band,
Essential Logic,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Count Five,
June Days,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Amon Düül II,
Crooked Eye,
The Real Kids,
the Germs,
The Offenders,
The Birthday Party,
The Barracudas,
Lalo Schifrin,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Flipper,
Harmonia,
Roy Ayers,
Lou Reed,
Aaron Thompson,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Neon Judgement,
Tres Demented,
Cameo, Cameo, Cameo, Cameo.
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.