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 Mexico and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Salvador.
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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Au Pairs to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Dawn Penn. All the underground hits.
All Bobbi Humphrey tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David Axelrod record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cal Tjader record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flipper,
Sun Ra,
8 Eyed Spy,
Delta 5,
Erasure,
Andrew Hill,
the Fania All-Stars,
Blossom Toes,
Grandmaster Flash,
Khruangbin,
Hot Snakes,
Ice-T,
Babytalk,
Anakelly,
The Gladiators,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Davy DMX,
Black Sheep,
Yazoo,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Janne Schatter,
The Associates,
Spoonie Gee,
Deakin,
Lalann,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Animal Collective,
Stockholm Monsters,
Ultravox,
a-ha,
The Moody Blues,
Swans,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
R.M.O.,
Lee Hazlewood,
Connie Case,
Maurizio,
Eric B and Rakim,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Althea and Donna,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Nation of Ulysses,
Matthew Halsall,
Jacques Brel,
In Retrospect,
Slick Rick,
Stetsasonic,
Bluetip,
Gil Scott Heron,
Monks,
Eurythmics,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Vainqueur,
Schoolly D,
John Foxx,
Arthur Verocai,
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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.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.