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 Israel and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Section 25 to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Kaleidoscope. All the underground hits.
All Eric Dolphy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dead Boys record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 linndrum and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eli Mardock record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Main Source,
Derrick Morgan,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Kenny Larkin,
kango's stein massive,
Susan Cadogan,
Soul II Soul,
Ituana,
the Germs,
Grauzone,
The Blues Magoos,
The Vogues,
Suicide,
Simply Red,
Gerry Rafferty,
Desert Stars,
Nick Fraelich,
the Soft Cell,
Cheater Slicks,
Sun City Girls,
Shoche,
Absolute Body Control,
Jeff Mills,
David Axelrod,
K-Klass,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Last Poets,
MDC,
Archie Shepp,
Todd Rundgren,
The Cowsills,
Robert Görl,
The Angels of Light,
Excepter,
New Age Steppers,
Urselle,
Boredoms,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Howard Jones,
Eve St. Jones,
The Mojo Men,
the Normal,
Rakim,
Delon & Dalcan,
Hoover,
Sällskapet,
Drive Like Jehu,
Avey Tare,
The Monks,
Q and Not U,
Stiv Bators,
Toni Rubio,
Godley & Creme,
Eddi Front,
The Dead C,
Alice Coltrane,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Panda Bear,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Gang Starr,
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You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.