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 Bolivia and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Ten City to the grime 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 Country Joe & The Fish. All the underground hits.
All The Sonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bronski Beat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Altered Images record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Babytalk,
Fad Gadget,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Slackers,
Lakeside,
Erasure,
Boogie Down Productions,
Swell Maps,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Bauhaus,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Vladislav Delay,
Fear,
the Association,
The Neon Judgement,
Man Eating Sloth,
Mantronix,
Chris Corsano,
Siglo XX,
The Fire Engines,
Mandrill,
Camouflage,
The Seeds,
Howard Jones,
The Human League,
The Golliwogs,
Bush Tetras,
Gastr Del Sol,
Al Stewart,
CMW,
Chris & Cosey,
Sparks,
The Buckinghams,
Danielle Patucci,
Charles Mingus,
Delta 5,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Monolake,
Lou Christie,
cv313,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Alphaville,
John Lydon,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Thompson Twins,
JFA,
Flamin' Groovies,
Agitation Free,
Skaos,
Ultra Naté,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Saccharine Trust,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Stooges,
Technova,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Suburban Knight,
Oneida,
Second Layer,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Zapp,
Mars,
X-Ray Spex,
DeepChord presents Echospace, DeepChord presents Echospace, DeepChord presents Echospace, DeepChord presents Echospace.
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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.