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 Vanuatu and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 United States of America to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 The Young Rascals. All the underground hits.
All JFA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Spandau Ballet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 spring reverb and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Art Ensemble Of Chicago record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer 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?
Interpol,
The Residents,
Monks,
Adolescents,
Avey Tare,
Brand Nubian,
Peter and Kerry,
The Litter,
Aloha Tigers,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Kinks,
The Vogues,
Skarface,
a-ha,
Pere Ubu,
Jeff Lynne,
Agitation Free,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Moss Icon,
The Zeros,
Brothers Johnson,
Desert Stars,
Skriet,
Nirvana,
Freddie Wadling,
Nico,
Jandek,
Icehouse,
Cybotron,
The Barracudas,
Harmonia,
Slave,
Marmalade,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Angels of Light,
The Fall,
Sister Nancy,
Howard Jones,
Shoche,
Boz Scaggs,
Black Bananas,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Joensuu 1685,
The Pretty Things,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
JFA,
The Flesh Eaters,
Girls At Our Best!,
Anakelly,
Monolake,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Juan Atkins,
Von Mondo,
Terrestrial Tones,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Aswad,
Darondo,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
X-102,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
John Coltrane,
DeepChord presents Echospace, DeepChord presents Echospace, DeepChord presents Echospace, DeepChord presents Echospace.
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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.