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 Costa Rica and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
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 Oneida to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Al Stewart. All the underground hits.
All The Smoke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sonic Youth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sound Behaviour record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Electric Light Orchestra,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Bad Manners,
Rosa Yemen,
New York Dolls,
Nik Kershaw,
Godley & Creme,
Franke,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Tropical Tobacco,
Minny Pops,
Gabor Szabo,
The Zeros,
Ronan,
Judy Mowatt,
Andrew Hill,
Brick,
Connie Case,
Ralphi Rosario,
Organ,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Jacob Miller,
Avey Tare,
Fad Gadget,
Toni Rubio,
Gang Starr,
The Human League,
Scott Walker,
Subhumans,
Ice-T,
Carl Craig,
Eurythmics,
FM Einheit,
Barclay James Harvest,
Maleditus Sound,
The Fortunes,
Erasure,
Kerri Chandler,
Eric Copeland,
Man Parrish,
Easy Going,
ABBA,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Amazonics,
Panda Bear,
KRS-One,
Blancmange,
Gil Scott Heron,
Brand Nubian,
Jeff Lynne,
Au Pairs,
Deepchord,
48th St. Collective,
The Last Poets,
Spoonie Gee,
John Foxx,
The New Christs,
Saccharine Trust,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Animal Collective,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
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Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman.
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.