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 Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Columbus.
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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Five Americans 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 Au Pairs. All the underground hits.
All Amon Düül 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 rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New York Dolls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Radiopuhelimet,
Al Stewart,
The Offenders,
Aswad,
Peter and Kerry,
Oneida,
Idris Muhammad,
Urselle,
Depeche Mode,
Erykah Badu,
Quadrant,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
John Cale,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Blossom Toes,
The Cure,
Prince Buster,
Blancmange,
Spoonie Gee,
Supertramp,
The Raincoats,
Derrick May,
MC5,
The Invisible,
Gang Green,
Byron Stingily,
James White and The Blacks,
H. Thieme,
Main Source,
Alton Ellis,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Cluster,
Echospace,
the Bar-Kays,
Mandrill,
Duran Duran,
Ludus,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Kas Product,
The Seeds,
The Walker Brothers,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Danielle Patucci,
Sixth Finger,
Faust,
John Foxx,
Skaos,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Roxy Music,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Sun City Girls,
Boogie Down Productions,
Can,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Tomorrow,
the Normal,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Kayak,
Agent Orange,
Nation of Ulysses,
Gil Scott Heron, Gil Scott Heron, Gil Scott Heron, Gil Scott Heron.
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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.
You don't know what you really want.