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 Nicaragua and from Manchester.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Tomorrow to the crunk 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 Audionom. All the underground hits.
All FM Einheit tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tom Boy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kas Product,
Al Stewart,
Graham Central Station,
Con Funk Shun,
Heaven 17,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Mo-Dettes,
Brick,
Barry Ungar,
KRS-One,
Average White Band,
Tomorrow,
Cal Tjader,
Massinfluence,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Symarip,
Derrick Morgan,
Alphaville,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Joe Smooth,
The Walker Brothers,
The Music Machine,
Bobby Womack,
Ralphi Rosario,
Kaleidoscope,
John Foxx,
Freddie Wadling,
Jacob Miller,
Hot Snakes,
Pere Ubu,
The Standells,
Oblivians,
Ultra Naté,
Trumans Water,
Agitation Free,
Amon Düül,
Popol Vuh,
Grey Daturas,
Gang of Four,
Zapp,
Bobby Byrd,
The Cure,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Deadbeat,
The Modern Lovers,
JFA,
Ronnie Foster,
Easy Going,
Arcadia,
Quantec,
X-101,
Pantaleimon,
ABC,
Animal Collective,
Agent Orange,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Dark Day,
Amazonics,
Pole,
Donny Hathaway,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
the Fania All-Stars,
Bill Near, Bill Near, Bill Near, Bill Near.
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.