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 Sweden and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the oboe 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 Cybotron to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Raincoats. All the underground hits.
All Sarah Menescal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Normal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 a marimba and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rufus Thomas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Todd Rundgren,
Sam Rivers,
The Offenders,
DJ Style,
The Durutti Column,
Junior Murvin,
Marine Girls,
Alice Coltrane,
Albert Ayler,
Mad Mike,
Pussy Galore,
Flipper,
Panda Bear,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Bush Tetras,
Deakin,
ABBA,
Mary Jane Girls,
Liliput,
Marcia Griffiths,
Jacob Miller,
Loose Ends,
Television,
Letta Mbulu,
Susan Cadogan,
Whodini,
Wolf Eyes,
Deepchord,
The Monochrome Set,
The Victims,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Jesper Dahlback,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Blossom Toes,
the Germs,
Roger Hodgson,
New Order,
Reagan Youth,
The Stooges,
Eric Dolphy,
Joy Division,
Basic Channel,
Soft Cell,
Japan,
DNA,
Altered Images,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Siglo XX,
Robert Wyatt,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Black Sheep,
X-Ray Spex,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Echospace,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Wings,
The Black Dice,
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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.