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 Accra.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Glambeats Corp. to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Teasers. All the underground hits.
All The Flesh Eaters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Second Layer 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Moss Icon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Y Pants,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Busters,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Five Americans,
Neil Young,
The Buckinghams,
Rhythm & Sound,
Joe Smooth,
Isaac Hayes,
Letta Mbulu,
a-ha,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Alton Ellis,
D'Angelo,
The Monochrome Set,
Mark Hollis,
Neu!,
Porter Ricks,
Zero Boys,
Eden Ahbez,
Saccharine Trust,
Outsiders,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Black Pus,
KRS-One,
Chrome,
Lungfish,
Simply Red,
The Angels of Light,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Invisible,
Matthew Bourne,
The Saints,
Easy Going,
Bob Dylan,
Desert Stars,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Davy DMX,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Pantytec,
Roxette,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Wings,
Funky Four + One,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Associates,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Residents,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Barry Ungar,
Delon & Dalcan,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Black Bananas,
Arthur Verocai,
Vainqueur,
Morten Harket,
Quadrant,
Alison Limerick,
Talk Talk,
EPMD,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover.
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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.