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 Slovakia and from Paris.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 OOIOO to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Piero Umiliani. All the underground hits.
All JFA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Negative Approach 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlback record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Delta 5,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Smiths,
8 Eyed Spy,
Dennis Brown,
The Gun Club,
Stetsasonic,
Public Image Ltd.,
Average White Band,
Pagans,
The Names,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Blancmange,
The American Breed,
Dave Gahan,
The Detroit Cobras,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Young Rascals,
Mo-Dettes,
Tommy Roe,
Johnny Osbourne,
Junior Murvin,
The Remains,
John Coltrane,
Organ,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Cure,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Girls At Our Best!,
DJ Style,
the Human League,
Soft Machine,
Aswad,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Hashim,
Hot Snakes,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Mummies,
Judy Mowatt,
Sound Behaviour,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Derrick Morgan,
Man Eating Sloth,
Agent Orange,
Masters at Work,
June Days,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Bill Wells,
Swell Maps,
Sun City Girls,
Absolute Body Control,
The Divine Comedy,
Slave,
Q and Not U,
Joensuu 1685,
UT,
The Toasters,
Reagan Youth,
Connie Case,
Visage,
Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay.
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.