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 Monaco and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Lyon.
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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Isaac Hayes to the grunge 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 West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band. All the underground hits.
All Pantaleimon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fuzztones record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Girls At Our Best! 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?
Juan Atkins,
Cluster,
Maleditus Sound,
Amon Düül II,
Quadrant,
Pere Ubu,
Gabor Szabo,
Oblivians,
In Retrospect,
The Martian,
The Dirtbombs,
Supertramp,
Severed Heads,
Urselle,
Derrick May,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Associates,
Niagra,
The Doors,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Hasil Adkins,
Can,
Ludus,
Matthew Bourne,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Soft Cell,
Eric Copeland,
The Move,
Blancmange,
Connie Case,
The Smoke,
Cymande,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Tremeloes,
DNA,
Kaleidoscope,
Lungfish,
Harpers Bizarre,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Bobby Sherman,
The New Christs,
Bobby Byrd,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Selecter,
David McCallum,
Matthew Halsall,
The Fortunes,
Wings,
The Shadows of Knight,
Echospace,
Eli Mardock,
The Searchers,
Agent Orange,
Bobby Womack,
Thompson Twins,
Sound Behaviour,
The Trojans,
Bluetip,
the Bar-Kays,
Soul II Soul,
Boogie Down Productions,
OOIOO,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.