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 Palau and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Connie Case to the techno 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 Ten City. All the underground hits.
All Eddi Front tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Black Dice record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Davy DMX record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Parry Music,
EPMD,
Peter & Gordon,
Arthur Verocai,
Sonic Youth,
Ultravox,
Deakin,
Theoretical Girls,
The Neon Judgement,
Minnie Riperton,
Andrew Hill,
The Barracudas,
Reagan Youth,
Zero Boys,
Dennis Brown,
Brick,
Flamin' Groovies,
Porter Ricks,
Curtis Mayfield,
Pierre Henry,
Subhumans,
Howard Jones,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Blues Magoos,
Clear Light,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Goldenarms,
Moebius,
Q and Not U,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Masters at Work,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Misunderstood,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Malaria!,
Television,
Roxette,
Guru Guru,
Nirvana,
DJ Style,
Inner City,
The Five Americans,
These Immortal Souls,
The Beau Brummels,
Skaos,
kango's stein massive,
Matthew Bourne,
Lou Christie,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Zeros,
Bill Near,
Ronan,
Cymande,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Althea and Donna,
The Blackbyrds,
Popol Vuh,
The Dirtbombs,
Albert Ayler,
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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.
You don't know what you really want.