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 Dominica and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Grey Daturas to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Smiths. All the underground hits.
All Scott Walker + Sunn O))) tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sight & Sound 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun City Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Second Layer,
Section 25,
Danielle Patucci,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Chris Corsano,
Tears for Fears,
Gabor Szabo,
Bootsy Collins,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Stiv Bators,
Cluster,
Smog,
Pet Shop Boys,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Tim Buckley,
Andrew Hill,
Skriet,
10cc,
Kurtis Blow,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Quadrant,
Bronski Beat,
Rapeman,
These Immortal Souls,
Amon Düül,
ABBA,
JFA,
Sonny Sharrock,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Dorothy Ashby,
Gang Green,
This Heat,
Con Funk Shun,
X-101,
Heaven 17,
Electric Prunes,
Morten Harket,
Althea and Donna,
Judy Mowatt,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Arab on Radar,
One Last Wish,
Bobby Womack,
Yusef Lateef,
Alison Limerick,
Marc Almond,
Vainqueur,
Marcia Griffiths,
Wolf Eyes,
The Toasters,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Sugar Minott,
The Saints,
Lyres,
U.S. Maple,
Porter Ricks,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
the Fania All-Stars,
kango's stein massive,
Michelle Simonal,
The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party.
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.