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 Colombia and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 synthesizer 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 Thee Headcoats to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Laurel Aitken. All the underground hits.
All The Red Krayola tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Major Organ And The Adding Machine record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Strawberry Alarm Clock record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Evens,
Supertramp,
Los Fastidios,
JFA,
Organ,
Drexciya,
Fat Boys,
Jeff Lynne,
Technova,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Soft Cell,
Michelle Simonal,
Amon Düül II,
Skaos,
Ice-T,
The Index,
Morten Harket,
Wally Richardson,
Leonard Cohen,
Smog,
The Electric Prunes,
Ten City,
a-ha,
The Victims,
Khruangbin,
Slave,
Monks,
Heaven 17,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Nik Kershaw,
Anakelly,
MDC,
Nils Olav,
Steve Hackett,
Althea and Donna,
Eve St. Jones,
Chrome,
Lungfish,
Severed Heads,
The Star Department,
AZ,
Qualms,
Tears for Fears,
The Happenings,
Jeff Mills,
Stetsasonic,
Con Funk Shun,
Lyres,
The Grass Roots,
Infiniti,
Byron Stingily,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Howard Jones,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Terry Callier,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Pierre Henry,
Rhythm & Sound,
Roxy Music,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Moebius,
Liliput,
Boz Scaggs,
Sällskapet, Sällskapet, Sällskapet, Sällskapet.
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.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.