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 Kenya and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
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 Maleditus Sound to the dance 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 Roger Hodgson. All the underground hits.
All Slave tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Goldenarms record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bizarre Inc. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Junior Murvin,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Youth Brigade,
Wire,
Robert Hood,
the Swans,
Sonny Sharrock,
U.S. Maple,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Black Sheep,
Alison Limerick,
Public Image Ltd.,
Sound Behaviour,
The Fire Engines,
The Real Kids,
Donny Hathaway,
Crispy Ambulance,
Crash Course in Science,
Kerri Chandler,
Mandrill,
Talk Talk,
Mad Mike,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Motorama,
Kevin Saunderson,
Simply Red,
New York Dolls,
the Association,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Graham Central Station,
Maurizio,
Agitation Free,
Josef K,
Radiopuhelimet,
Joey Negro,
Babytalk,
Soul Sonic Force,
Jandek,
Bizarre Inc.,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
K-Klass,
Massinfluence,
Donald Byrd,
Monolake,
Ultravox,
Essential Logic,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Model 500,
Todd Terry,
Country Teasers,
Joyce Sims,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Lou Reed,
Robert Wyatt,
FM Einheit,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
World's Most,
Gil Scott Heron,
Matthew Halsall,
The Five Americans, The Five Americans, The Five Americans, The Five Americans.
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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.