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 Jordan and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Con Funk Shun to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Sight & Sound. All the underground hits.
All James White and The Blacks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Index,
Essential Logic,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sister Nancy,
The Shadows of Knight,
Nils Olav,
MDC,
The Offenders,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Barry Ungar,
FM Einheit,
X-102,
In Retrospect,
AZ,
Infiniti,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Pierre Henry,
Royal Trux,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Jandek,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Charles Mingus,
Minny Pops,
Lower 48,
Eli Mardock,
E-Dancer,
Second Layer,
Masters at Work,
Amon Düül II,
Heaven 17,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Lou Reed,
Interpol,
The Sonics,
Lyres,
Bronski Beat,
The Gladiators,
Judy Mowatt,
Ultra Naté,
Lungfish,
Lalann,
Arthur Verocai,
Jeff Lynne,
The Kinks,
Animal Collective,
Ralphi Rosario,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Pole,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Leonard Cohen,
Soulsonic Force,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Negative Approach,
Bobby Womack,
Das Ding,
Symarip,
Soul II Soul,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Human League,
Motorama, Motorama, Motorama, Motorama.
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.