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 Grenada and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Metal Thangz to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Black Flag. All the underground hits.
All The Techniques tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yazoo 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalann record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tom Boy,
Animal Collective,
Newcleus,
Accadde A,
Reuben Wilson,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Mars,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Mighty Diamonds,
These Immortal Souls,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Standells,
Ponytail,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Schoolly D,
Soul Sonic Force,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Delon & Dalcan,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Big Daddy Kane,
Sonny Sharrock,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Fuzztones,
Kerrie Biddell,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Derrick Morgan,
Nils Olav,
Livin' Joy,
Theoretical Girls,
The Searchers,
The Buckinghams,
Moss Icon,
Dave Gahan,
Gichy Dan,
Blake Baxter,
Erasure,
Model 500,
Lucky Dragons,
Rekid,
New Age Steppers,
Barclay James Harvest,
Crime,
Peter & Gordon,
Quadrant,
Marc Almond,
Tears for Fears,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Freddie Wadling,
Zapp,
Rufus Thomas,
Minor Threat,
Agitation Free,
8 Eyed Spy,
Mad Mike,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Alton Ellis,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Oppenheimer Analysis, Oppenheimer Analysis, Oppenheimer Analysis, Oppenheimer Analysis.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
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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.