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 Spain and from Lille.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the rhodes 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 X-101 to the rap 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 The Monochrome Set. All the underground hits.
All Max Romeo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Isaac Hayes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Swans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Ronnie Foster,
Skriet,
Young Marble Giants,
Steve Hackett,
Aaron Thompson,
Minutemen,
Pere Ubu,
The Modern Lovers,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Moby Grape,
Bobby Byrd,
The Red Krayola,
Lindisfarne,
Lyres,
Mad Mike,
Heaven 17,
Chris & Cosey,
Kevin Saunderson,
Silicon Teens,
Jeff Lynne,
Section 25,
The Fuzztones,
The Gories,
8 Eyed Spy,
Animal Collective,
Crispy Ambulance,
Pet Shop Boys,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Tears for Fears,
Amon Düül,
Masters at Work,
Roy Ayers,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
the Bar-Kays,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Martian,
World's Most,
Index,
The Motions,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Loose Ends,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Joey Negro,
The Count Five,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Chris Corsano,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Blancmange,
Q and Not U,
Marine Girls,
The Gun Club,
Buzzcocks,
The Stooges,
Kurtis Blow,
The Velvet Underground,
Eurythmics,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Deadbeat,
The Victims,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu.
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.
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.