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 Paraguay and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Stockholm.
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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Tommy Roe to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Tubeway Army. All the underground hits.
All Quando Quango tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Zero Boys record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tommy Roe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Depeche Mode,
The Beau Brummels,
Bronski Beat,
Eric Copeland,
Dual Sessions,
the Sonics,
Crispy Ambulance,
Althea and Donna,
Skarface,
Erasure,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
48th St. Collective,
Television,
Joy Division,
Zero Boys,
Nico,
The Angels of Light,
Eddi Front,
Suburban Knight,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
June of 44,
In Retrospect,
The Doobie Brothers,
Smog,
Barclay James Harvest,
Agent Orange,
Can,
The Cure,
Infiniti,
Max Romeo,
Swans,
Crooked Eye,
Maleditus Sound,
Alice Coltrane,
Bill Near,
Main Source,
The Stooges,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Visage,
Amon Düül II,
Johnny Clarke,
DJ Style,
Idris Muhammad,
Gichy Dan,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Matthew Halsall,
The Black Dice,
Jeff Mills,
Barbara Tucker,
Sex Pistols,
Sixth Finger,
Blancmange,
Josef K,
Hoover,
Intrusion,
PIL,
Japan,
Jawbox,
Lalann,
Ten City,
The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band.
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.