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 Italy and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Milan.
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 808 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 Talk Talk to the disco 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 The Red Krayola. All the underground hits.
All Todd Rundgren tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Warren Ellis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lee Hazlewood record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cluster,
Brass Construction,
Eric B and Rakim,
Inner City,
Ohio Players,
The Monks,
The Durutti Column,
Godley & Creme,
Marcia Griffiths,
Marmalade,
Ludus,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Groovy Waters,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Electric Prunes,
Y Pants,
The Saints,
Skriet,
John Coltrane,
the Bar-Kays,
Lucky Dragons,
Roger Hodgson,
Roxy Music,
Jawbox,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
ABBA,
Pere Ubu,
Sparks,
The Seeds,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Accadde A,
The Birthday Party,
Schoolly D,
Duran Duran,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Gun Club,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Connie Case,
Marshall Jefferson,
Roxette,
Spandau Ballet,
Mandrill,
The Gladiators,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Stooges,
Animal Collective,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Colin Newman,
Depeche Mode,
Nik Kershaw,
Rakim,
World's Most,
Glenn Branca,
Japan,
Tom Boy,
Gichy Dan,
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.