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 Bahrain and from Lyon.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Brick to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Tremeloes. All the underground hits.
All June of 44 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Echospace record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vainqueur record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boredoms,
The Toasters,
Traffic Nightmare,
Magma,
Siglo XX,
Lou Reed,
Jerry's Kids,
Average White Band,
Lightning Bolt,
X-101,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Remains,
Sexual Harrassment,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Music Machine,
Cymande,
Mandrill,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Human League,
Ornette Coleman,
The United States of America,
The Kinks,
The Happenings,
Jesper Dahlback,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Fela Kuti,
Ituana,
The Dirtbombs,
Brand Nubian,
Skriet,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
John Cale,
Television,
The Raincoats,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Neon Judgement,
Radio Birdman,
Minor Threat,
The Move,
Guru Guru,
Neu!,
Wasted Youth,
Mars,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Adolescents,
The Moleskins,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Charles Mingus,
Model 500,
John Coltrane,
Kool Moe Dee,
Sällskapet,
Sun City Girls,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Oneida,
Roxette,
Ossler,
The Black Dice,
Boz Scaggs,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
D'Angelo,
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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.