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 Lebanon 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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Toni Rubio to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Idris Muhammad. All the underground hits.
All Tears for Fears tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kas Product record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Saccharine Trust record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Five Americans,
Slave,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Velvet Underground,
Lalann,
Mandrill,
Prince Buster,
Magma,
Tubeway Army,
Supertramp,
Alton Ellis,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Slackers,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Swell Maps,
Wasted Youth,
Soul Sonic Force,
Audionom,
kango's stein massive,
Davy DMX,
Lou Christie,
Barrington Levy,
Kenny Larkin,
H. Thieme,
The Standells,
Jimmy McGriff,
Visage,
L. Decosne,
T. Rex,
Youth Brigade,
Liliput,
The Walker Brothers,
The Move,
Ultra Naté,
Gil Scott Heron,
Lee Hazlewood,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
La Düsseldorf,
Eric B and Rakim,
Curtis Mayfield,
Barry Ungar,
The Misunderstood,
Deakin,
The Count Five,
The Tremeloes,
UT,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Shadows of Knight,
Slick Rick,
David Bowie,
The Doors,
Rosa Yemen,
Sexual Harrassment,
This Heat,
Flash Fearless,
Dark Day,
The Real Kids,
Thompson Twins,
Pet Shop Boys,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu.
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.