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 Peru and from Stockholm.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Smog to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Arab on Radar. All the underground hits.
All Joe Smooth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barbara Tucker 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Human League record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marcia Griffiths,
Unrelated Segments,
Howard Jones,
Pantaleimon,
Lee Hazlewood,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Marc Almond,
Erasure,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Selecter,
the Human League,
Lou Reed,
cv313,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Man Parrish,
Lungfish,
Masters at Work,
Faraquet,
Albert Ayler,
Fela Kuti,
The Skatalites,
The Victims,
Average White Band,
Robert Wyatt,
The Gap Band,
Yazoo,
The Flesh Eaters,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Shuggie Otis,
Sam Rivers,
June Days,
Nils Olav,
Q and Not U,
Sun City Girls,
R.M.O.,
Chrome,
Junior Murvin,
Mary Jane Girls,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Marvin Gaye,
The Move,
Swell Maps,
Suburban Knight,
Sandy B,
The Stooges,
Easy Going,
Nico,
The Young Rascals,
Hoover,
Max Romeo,
DJ Style,
Gong,
Nirvana,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Glenn Branca,
Johnny Osbourne,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
This Heat,
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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.