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 Lithuania and from Jakarta.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Marshall Jefferson to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 MC5. All the underground hits.
All David Axelrod tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Desert Stars record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Beau Brummels record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Patti Smith,
Nas,
Barry Ungar,
Reuben Wilson,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Magazine,
Wasted Youth,
U.S. Maple,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Lungfish,
Popol Vuh,
Arthur Verocai,
Tropical Tobacco,
Funky Four + One,
David McCallum,
Harmonia,
Con Funk Shun,
The Monks,
Stereo Dub,
June Days,
John Lydon,
Barrington Levy,
Gabor Szabo,
The Kinks,
Livin' Joy,
Young Marble Giants,
Reagan Youth,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Smiths,
The Invisible,
Lou Christie,
Negative Approach,
Chris & Cosey,
Soulsonic Force,
The Five Americans,
Andrew Hill,
The Monochrome Set,
The Angels of Light,
Amon Düül,
Country Teasers,
Circle Jerks,
X-102,
Animal Collective,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Magma,
Eurythmics,
Urselle,
Soft Machine,
Scientists,
The Index,
Mark Hollis,
Average White Band,
the Soft Cell,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Y Pants,
The Dirtbombs,
Freddie Wadling,
Q and Not U,
Gastr Del Sol,
Fela Kuti,
Michelle Simonal,
AZ,
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You don't know what you really want.
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.