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 the UAE and from Hong Kong.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 sitar 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 Niagra to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 DJ Style. All the underground hits.
All Be Bop Deluxe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chris Corsano 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amon Düül II record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed,
Erasure,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Harpers Bizarre,
K-Klass,
ABC,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Eli Mardock,
Cal Tjader,
Bad Manners,
Spandau Ballet,
Matthew Halsall,
Tomorrow,
New Age Steppers,
Nation of Ulysses,
Mary Jane Girls,
Charles Mingus,
Jawbox,
Sarah Menescal,
Monolake,
Robert Görl,
The Neon Judgement,
Tropical Tobacco,
Pharoah Sanders,
KRS-One,
Todd Terry,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Flesh Eaters,
Yazoo,
Eden Ahbez,
Hasil Adkins,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Ralphi Rosario,
Robert Wyatt,
Carl Craig,
The Grass Roots,
The Fall,
Althea and Donna,
Khruangbin,
Eddi Front,
Neil Young,
Jimmy McGriff,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Nas,
Accadde A,
UT,
The Star Department,
The Real Kids,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Fuzztones,
Peter and Kerry,
the Germs,
U.S. Maple,
Monks,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Ornette Coleman,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Kinks,
Lou Christie,
The Fortunes,
Sparks,
Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra.
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.