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 Guinea and from Manila.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Bremen.
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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Pierre Henry to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Lafayette Afro Rock Band. All the underground hits.
All Pierre Henry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every AZ record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 an oboe and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rosa Yemen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boogie Down Productions,
CMW,
LL Cool J,
Liliput,
Easy Going,
Bobby Womack,
Magma,
Davy DMX,
Pet Shop Boys,
Icehouse,
Suburban Knight,
Godley & Creme,
H. Thieme,
the Human League,
Camberwell Now,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Heaven 17,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Marshall Jefferson,
E-Dancer,
The Techniques,
Black Sheep,
The Litter,
The Shadows of Knight,
U.S. Maple,
X-101,
Thee Headcoats,
Half Japanese,
Nik Kershaw,
Warren Ellis,
Donald Byrd,
Guru Guru,
John Lydon,
Arcadia,
Agitation Free,
Lee Hazlewood,
La Düsseldorf,
the Fania All-Stars,
Jeru the Damaja,
Joy Division,
The Kinks,
Peter and Kerry,
Masters at Work,
Cheater Slicks,
Darondo,
A Certain Ratio,
Tim Buckley,
Maurizio,
Eric B and Rakim,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
New Order,
Jacques Brel,
Judy Mowatt,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Misunderstood,
Juan Atkins,
Swans,
Quando Quango,
Au Pairs,
Electric Prunes,
Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim.
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.