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 Bulgaria and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 guitar 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 Pulsallama to the funk 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 The Moody Blues. All the underground hits.
All Larry & the Blue Notes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Faust 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Monochrome Set record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Negative Approach,
Zapp,
The Knickerbockers,
Masters at Work,
T.S.O.L.,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Parry Music,
Lindisfarne,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sam Rivers,
The Seeds,
Camouflage,
Andrew Hill,
Soulsonic Force,
Reagan Youth,
Stereo Dub,
Chris & Cosey,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
E-Dancer,
Mantronix,
Pylon,
Bobby Womack,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Move,
Rakim,
MC5,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Kinks,
Radiopuhelimet,
X-Ray Spex,
Johnny Osbourne,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Doors,
Flash Fearless,
Kaleidoscope,
Index,
Sarah Menescal,
Banda Bassotti,
Crooked Eye,
Ultravox,
Metal Thangz,
Loose Ends,
Albert Ayler,
Darondo,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Letta Mbulu,
Charles Mingus,
Donald Byrd,
Wally Richardson,
Joe Smooth,
Robert Hood,
The Gladiators,
The Fugs,
John Holt,
DJ Style,
Gabor Szabo,
The Fortunes,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Alphaville,
June Days,
Popol Vuh,
Marine Girls, Marine Girls, Marine Girls, Marine Girls.
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.