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 Portugal and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 The Angels of Light to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Eden Ahbez. All the underground hits.
All Boogie Down Productions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Real Kids 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Man Parrish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cameo,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Subhumans,
The Vogues,
Nirvana,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Sugar Minott,
Aswad,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
David Axelrod,
OOIOO,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Todd Terry,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Funkadelic,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Johnny Osbourne,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Simply Red,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Idris Muhammad,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Arab on Radar,
F. McDonald,
The Smiths,
Section 25,
Lucky Dragons,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Sam Rivers,
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Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Kool Moe Dee,
Stetsasonic,
The Doobie Brothers,
Brick,
Can,
Reuben Wilson,
Hasil Adkins,
Dual Sessions,
The Count Five,
Ken Boothe,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Alton Ellis,
Scratch Acid,
Main Source,
Rekid,
Alison Limerick,
The Toasters,
Wasted Youth,
AZ,
Marmalade,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Real Kids,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Associates,
X-102,
The Slackers,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine.
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.