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 Uganda and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 John Lydon. All the underground hits.
All Alton Ellis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Parry Music 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roxette record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Joensuu 1685,
Anthony Braxton,
Albert Ayler,
Chrome,
Grey Daturas,
The Durutti Column,
Brick,
The Evens,
Neu!,
Mars,
Oneida,
Iggy Pop,
LL Cool J,
Black Moon,
Brothers Johnson,
Half Japanese,
Magazine,
Charles Mingus,
Lou Reed,
F. McDonald,
The Gap Band,
China Crisis,
Livin' Joy,
New Order,
Mark Hollis,
Circle Jerks,
Q65,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Jacques Brel,
The Moleskins,
Unrelated Segments,
Joyce Sims,
Lou Christie,
Jeru the Damaja,
Lalann,
Surgeon,
Skriet,
Glenn Branca,
Sun City Girls,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Eric B and Rakim,
John Foxx,
Subhumans,
Cluster,
Kurtis Blow,
Banda Bassotti,
Andrew Hill,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Althea and Donna,
Pylon,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Metal Thangz,
Black Pus,
Animal Collective,
Arcadia,
The Detroit Cobras,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
H. Thieme,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir.
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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.
You don't know what you really want.