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 Senegal and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the organ 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 Cabaret Voltaire to the punk 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 Erasure. All the underground hits.
All Television tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fuzztones 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Invisible record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Q65,
Nick Fraelich,
Blancmange,
Throbbing Gristle,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Cowsills,
The Dirtbombs,
Talk Talk,
Theoretical Girls,
Al Stewart,
Young Marble Giants,
Deakin,
Lalann,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Scientists,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Eddi Front,
Ituana,
Eurythmics,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Jacob Miller,
Average White Band,
Scan 7,
Warren Ellis,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Bizarre Inc.,
Deadbeat,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Sarah Menescal,
Monks,
U.S. Maple,
Freddie Wadling,
New York Dolls,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Slackers,
The Monochrome Set,
UT,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Simply Red,
Little Man,
John Coltrane,
Dawn Penn,
The Evens,
Heaven 17,
Letta Mbulu,
Rosa Yemen,
Wasted Youth,
Davy DMX,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Terry Callier,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Q and Not U,
Tommy Roe,
X-101,
MDC, MDC, MDC, MDC.
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.