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 Latvia 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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 Holger Czukay 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 Roxy Music to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Remains. All the underground hits.
All Negative Approach tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Funkadelic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 an organ and a mellotron 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 mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pantytec,
Bang On A Can,
Groovy Waters,
Heaven 17,
Sound Behaviour,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
This Heat,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Buckinghams,
The Pretty Things,
Flash Fearless,
Lungfish,
Bootsy Collins,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Scion,
Quadrant,
K-Klass,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Suicide,
Average White Band,
Yellowson,
Joensuu 1685,
Echospace,
Gil Scott Heron,
Carl Craig,
Todd Terry,
Boz Scaggs,
Jesper Dahlback,
Peter & Gordon,
Vainqueur,
Eli Mardock,
Ohio Players,
a-ha,
Spandau Ballet,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Black Dice,
The Electric Prunes,
Hashim,
Fatback Band,
The Dead C,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Mummies,
Lalann,
Moby Grape,
Dave Gahan,
Easy Going,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Amazonics,
Quantec,
Soulsonic Force,
B.T. Express,
Amon Düül II,
Boogie Down Productions,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Nik Kershaw,
The Sonics,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Royal Trux,
Roger Hodgson,
A Certain Ratio,
The Moleskins, The Moleskins, The Moleskins, The Moleskins.
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.