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 Pakistan and from Sao Paulo.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 China Crisis to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Godley & Creme. All the underground hits.
All The Kinks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soft Machine record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Royal Family And The Poor record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roxy Music,
The Real Kids,
Zapp,
Spoonie Gee,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Tremeloes,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Icehouse,
Mad Mike,
F. McDonald,
Carl Craig,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Tres Demented,
Connie Case,
Chrome,
Newcleus,
Black Pus,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Harry Pussy,
Alice Coltrane,
The Zeros,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Lyres,
Crash Course in Science,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Circle Jerks,
Desert Stars,
Black Sheep,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Flesh Eaters,
T. Rex,
Curtis Mayfield,
Tim Buckley,
Deepchord,
Albert Ayler,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Toni Rubio,
Minny Pops,
Sound Behaviour,
Supertramp,
Lalo Schifrin,
Jacob Miller,
Ultimate Spinach,
LL Cool J,
The Offenders,
Fad Gadget,
Country Teasers,
The Detroit Cobras,
Procol Harum,
Ossler,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Aloha Tigers,
Joe Smooth,
Nas,
Alphaville,
Delta 5,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu.
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.