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 Barbados and from Bremen.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 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 Jeff Lynne to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 China Crisis. All the underground hits.
All The Cramps tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Donny Hathaway 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Technova record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Pop Group,
The Buckinghams,
Brand Nubian,
Pulsallama,
The Neon Judgement,
Schoolly D,
Basic Channel,
Michelle Simonal,
the Soft Cell,
Susan Cadogan,
The Seeds,
Lalann,
Jesper Dahlback,
Jandek,
JFA,
Theoretical Girls,
The Monochrome Set,
The Star Department,
Bill Near,
Black Moon,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Lindisfarne,
Agent Orange,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Rekid,
The Shadows of Knight,
Quantec,
Blancmange,
Ultra Naté,
Fela Kuti,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Sex Pistols,
Pierre Henry,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Birthday Party,
the Swans,
Drive Like Jehu,
Oneida,
The Cramps,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Rod Modell,
Essential Logic,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Lucky Dragons,
Charles Mingus,
Joe Smooth,
Freddie Wadling,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Andrew Hill,
Black Bananas,
The Young Rascals,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Colin Newman,
Ornette Coleman,
The Residents, The Residents, The Residents, The Residents.
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.