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 Germany and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the guitar 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 Larry & the Blue Notes to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Aswad. All the underground hits.
All cv313 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cybotron 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Infiniti,
Yellowson,
Tommy Roe,
Lyres,
Sam Rivers,
Au Pairs,
One Last Wish,
Kayak,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
This Heat,
KRS-One,
Talk Talk,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
MC5,
Neu!,
X-102,
Gang Green,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Spoonie Gee,
Grey Daturas,
Deadbeat,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Carl Craig,
Blancmange,
Harpers Bizarre,
Letta Mbulu,
Urselle,
Hot Snakes,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Gichy Dan,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
John Foxx,
The Five Americans,
Eric B and Rakim,
Sarah Menescal,
Ken Boothe,
Marcia Griffiths,
Black Pus,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Raincoats,
The Golliwogs,
The Zeros,
Joensuu 1685,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Slits,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Basic Channel,
Harmonia,
Godley & Creme,
D'Angelo,
Absolute Body Control,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Happenings,
Banda Bassotti,
Index,
Cal Tjader,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Goldenarms,
The Knickerbockers,
Big Daddy Kane,
Ornette Coleman,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu.
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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.