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 Comoros and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 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 Underground Resistance to the punk 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 Vaughan Mason & Crew. All the underground hits.
All Infiniti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gories record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Essential Logic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cabaret Voltaire,
Heaven 17,
Derrick Morgan,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Skatalites,
Silicon Teens,
Lebanon Hanover,
Khruangbin,
Letta Mbulu,
Duran Duran,
The Dead C,
Funky Four + One,
Second Layer,
Kaleidoscope,
David McCallum,
EPMD,
Swans,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Victims,
Robert Görl,
Amazonics,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Dead Boys,
Joensuu 1685,
The Dave Clark Five,
Marvin Gaye,
Tomorrow,
Radiohead,
Thompson Twins,
Eddi Front,
The Saints,
Zapp,
Minnie Riperton,
Newcleus,
The J.B.'s,
The Martian,
Groovy Waters,
Carl Craig,
Leonard Cohen,
Parry Music,
The United States of America,
F. McDonald,
Banda Bassotti,
Man Eating Sloth,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Gang Starr,
Young Marble Giants,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Half Japanese,
Rufus Thomas,
The Angels of Light,
Henry Cow,
Peter and Kerry,
Technova,
Supertramp,
Pantytec,
The Pop Group,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Prince Buster,
Yellowson,
Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic.
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.