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 Malawi and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 rhodes 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 Lower 48 to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Bill Wells. All the underground hits.
All Motorama tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Vogues record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 clarinet and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joensuu 1685 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Modern Lovers,
Electric Prunes,
Nico,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Hoover,
Essential Logic,
Arthur Verocai,
Jesper Dahlback,
Scott Walker,
Chris & Cosey,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Misunderstood,
Liliput,
The Angels of Light,
Average White Band,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Subhumans,
Rufus Thomas,
Zapp,
Dave Gahan,
Grandmaster Flash,
Boredoms,
Clear Light,
Bobby Sherman,
Newcleus,
Gil Scott Heron,
Black Sheep,
Gabor Szabo,
Robert Wyatt,
T. Rex,
Tom Boy,
Todd Terry,
Radiopuhelimet,
Flamin' Groovies,
Marcia Griffiths,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Camberwell Now,
Boz Scaggs,
Mr. Review,
The Real Kids,
The Mummies,
Babytalk,
Urselle,
The Raincoats,
One Last Wish,
Deakin,
DJ Style,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Faust,
Gang of Four,
Smog,
Camouflage,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Model 500,
New York Dolls,
Kas Product,
Mark Hollis,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Stetsasonic,
Godley & Creme,
Danielle Patucci,
Agent Orange,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd..
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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.