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 Nigeria and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 The Vogues to the electroclash 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 Jerry's Kids. All the underground hits.
All The Trojans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nik Kershaw 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Piero Umiliani record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kerri Chandler,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Radiohead,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Pop Group,
Motorama,
Bob Dylan,
Peter & Gordon,
John Coltrane,
Prince Buster,
Loose Ends,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Divine Comedy,
These Immortal Souls,
Lebanon Hanover,
Duran Duran,
The Music Machine,
F. McDonald,
Groovy Waters,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Can,
Barbara Tucker,
La Düsseldorf,
Jerry's Kids,
Brass Construction,
Symarip,
Erasure,
Interpol,
the Association,
The Raincoats,
Warsaw,
The J.B.'s,
David McCallum,
Danielle Patucci,
The Leaves,
Essential Logic,
New Order,
Jeff Lynne,
The Human League,
Maleditus Sound,
The Barracudas,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Gastr Del Sol,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Barrington Levy,
Max Romeo,
Junior Murvin,
The Fall,
Fat Boys,
Alison Limerick,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
This Heat,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Gang Green,
Black Flag,
Judy Mowatt,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc..
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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.