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 Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Skarface to the funk 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 Make Up. All the underground hits.
All Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soul Sonic Force record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a London Community Gospel Choir record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marcia Griffiths,
Talk Talk,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Byron Stingily,
Ralphi Rosario,
Black Sheep,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Rosa Yemen,
Boredoms,
Fluxion,
Jerry's Kids,
Lucky Dragons,
Brothers Johnson,
Kaleidoscope,
Echospace,
Lebanon Hanover,
Brass Construction,
Vainqueur,
The Gun Club,
The Golliwogs,
Ken Boothe,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Todd Terry,
Dennis Brown,
Skriet,
The Searchers,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Qualms,
The Durutti Column,
UT,
Thee Headcoats,
Niagra,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Easy Going,
Lou Christie,
Camberwell Now,
World's Most,
Erasure,
Henry Cow,
The Cure,
Gang Starr,
Sun City Girls,
Bootsy Collins,
Hoover,
Yazoo,
Roy Ayers,
Johnny Clarke,
The United States of America,
Rapeman,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
F. McDonald,
Terry Callier,
Loose Ends,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Y Pants,
Yusef Lateef,
Yaz,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Severed Heads,
Ultravox,
Matthew Bourne,
Al Stewart,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
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.