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 Dominican Republic and from Halifax.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 marimba 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 Warsaw to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark. All the underground hits.
All Visage tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Average White Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skaos record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Black Dice,
Leonard Cohen,
Youth Brigade,
Ituana,
Stetsasonic,
The Raincoats,
Bobby Byrd,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Gun Club,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
48th St. Collective,
Colin Newman,
Sonic Youth,
Sparks,
The Cramps,
Boogie Down Productions,
ABBA,
Althea and Donna,
Moss Icon,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Ten City,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Knickerbockers,
Girls At Our Best!,
June of 44,
The Stooges,
Jandek,
Barrington Levy,
Yaz,
L. Decosne,
Joe Smooth,
Adolescents,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Radiopuhelimet,
MDC,
Soft Cell,
the Human League,
Chrome,
Roy Ayers,
The Grass Roots,
Mary Jane Girls,
Nation of Ulysses,
Buzzcocks,
Television,
cv313,
Robert Hood,
Mark Hollis,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Depeche Mode,
X-102,
The Moody Blues,
Masters at Work,
the Fania All-Stars,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Television Personalities,
Agitation Free,
Tom Boy,
Minny Pops,
The Fall,
Maleditus Sound,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life 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.