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 India and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Lou Reed & John Cale. All the underground hits.
All The Trojans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Slits record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jerry's Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Five Americans,
Sonny Sharrock,
Funky Four + One,
Soft Cell,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Doors,
Magazine,
Niagra,
Mark Hollis,
Technova,
Porter Ricks,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Grandmaster Flash,
Vladislav Delay,
Don Cherry,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Second Layer,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Robert Görl,
The Divine Comedy,
Ralphi Rosario,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
New York Dolls,
Blake Baxter,
Maleditus Sound,
Prince Buster,
Absolute Body Control,
The Knickerbockers,
Simply Red,
Mars,
Mandrill,
Minny Pops,
Monolake,
Siglo XX,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Chris Corsano,
Yellowson,
Graham Central Station,
Magma,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Slits,
Rufus Thomas,
Panda Bear,
Mission of Burma,
The Human League,
Barbara Tucker,
Peter & Gordon,
MC5,
Alton Ellis,
Eurythmics,
Lalann,
Arcadia,
Youth Brigade,
Flamin' Groovies,
Shuggie Otis,
Archie Shepp,
The Star Department,
Roger Hodgson,
Whodini,
Buzzcocks,
Gerry Rafferty,
R.M.O., R.M.O., R.M.O., R.M.O..
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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.