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 Uruguay and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 mellotron 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 Dead Boys 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 Talk Talk. All the underground hits.
All Inner City tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ossler 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Stooges record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Techniques,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Hasil Adkins,
Reagan Youth,
Pantytec,
Alton Ellis,
Lightning Bolt,
Marmalade,
Mr. Review,
Section 25,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Fuzztones,
Maurizio,
Talk Talk,
Cybotron,
Man Eating Sloth,
Vainqueur,
Swans,
Rotary Connection,
Pylon,
Derrick Morgan,
Janne Schatter,
Kurtis Blow,
The Dave Clark Five,
Khruangbin,
A Certain Ratio,
Moby Grape,
Circle Jerks,
Donny Hathaway,
Pagans,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Agitation Free,
Letta Mbulu,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Roy Ayers,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Scion,
Gerry Rafferty,
Hardrive,
Quadrant,
Dual Sessions,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Zeros,
Piero Umiliani,
Lee Hazlewood,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Mark Hollis,
Supertramp,
Avey Tare,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Dirtbombs,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Slackers,
DJ Sneak,
Infiniti,
Tomorrow,
Pussy Galore,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade.
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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.
You don't know what you really want.