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 Finland and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Beijing.
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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Sam Rivers to the dance 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 JFA. All the underground hits.
All Neu! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Curtis Mayfield 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Loose Ends record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Royal Trux,
The Buckinghams,
The Trojans,
Bobby Womack,
Das Ding,
One Last Wish,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Massinfluence,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Real Kids,
The Durutti Column,
Harpers Bizarre,
Roy Ayers,
JFA,
B.T. Express,
Tubeway Army,
Magazine,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
the Human League,
Flamin' Groovies,
Erasure,
Amazonics,
Max Romeo,
A Certain Ratio,
Ultravox,
Supertramp,
Scott Walker,
Absolute Body Control,
Symarip,
Agent Orange,
Pagans,
The Count Five,
Dark Day,
Arcadia,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Mission of Burma,
Suburban Knight,
Gong,
Barry Ungar,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Pet Shop Boys,
Siglo XX,
Ponytail,
Pere Ubu,
MDC,
Duran Duran,
Camouflage,
Todd Terry,
Gichy Dan,
EPMD,
Slave,
Frankie Knuckles,
Lou Christie,
Ornette Coleman,
Accadde A,
Janne Schatter,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Yusef Lateef,
Wire,
DNA,
Swans,
James White and The Blacks,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
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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.