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 Dominica and from Winnipeg.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 808 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 Neil Young to the punk 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 The Cure. All the underground hits.
All Marshall Jefferson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Althea and Donna record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lyres record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
ABBA,
New York Dolls,
Bill Wells,
Vladislav Delay,
Marc Almond,
Althea and Donna,
the Human League,
Silicon Teens,
Archie Shepp,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Don Cherry,
Terrestrial Tones,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Minnie Riperton,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Gastr Del Sol,
Zero Boys,
Hardrive,
Erykah Badu,
Moebius,
Niagra,
Reagan Youth,
Mr. Review,
MDC,
Ludus,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Junior Murvin,
Beasts of Bourbon,
FM Einheit,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Eric Copeland,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
John Holt,
Outsiders,
DJ Style,
Roy Ayers,
The Mojo Men,
Maleditus Sound,
The Misunderstood,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Blackbyrds,
Organ,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Anthony Braxton,
Groovy Waters,
Rapeman,
Bootsy Collins,
Max Romeo,
Girls At Our Best!,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Delta 5,
Bill Near,
Intrusion,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Bobby Sherman,
Lower 48,
The Golliwogs,
Fad Gadget,
Loose Ends,
Television,
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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.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.