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 Burundi and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Electric Light Orchestra 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 Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Sherman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every James Chance & The Contortions 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a L. Decosne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Martian,
Pharoah Sanders,
Theoretical Girls,
The Mojo Men,
Maurizio,
Masters at Work,
Animal Collective,
Slave,
Gerry Rafferty,
Henry Cow,
Barclay James Harvest,
Technova,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Jerry's Kids,
Roxy Music,
Radiohead,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Rakim,
Bobby Sherman,
Bill Near,
Banda Bassotti,
Slick Rick,
In Retrospect,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Busters,
The Moleskins,
Tommy Roe,
Suicide,
Fat Boys,
Donny Hathaway,
Drive Like Jehu,
Sun City Girls,
Icehouse,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Susan Cadogan,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Todd Rundgren,
Crash Course in Science,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Minor Threat,
Cal Tjader,
Gregory Isaacs,
Lalo Schifrin,
Desert Stars,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Lee Hazlewood,
Blake Baxter,
Black Sheep,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
L. Decosne,
Ralphi Rosario,
Drexciya,
Al Stewart,
Hoover,
Alphaville,
Can,
Skaos,
The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes.
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.