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 Mozambique and from Glasgow.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Tokyo.
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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the organ 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 Drive Like Jehu to the dance 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 Joey Negro. All the underground hits.
All Moby Grape tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Toni Rubio record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Cale record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Slackers,
Scion,
Talk Talk,
Goldenarms,
Ornette Coleman,
Minny Pops,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The American Breed,
Steve Hackett,
Morten Harket,
Interpol,
Man Parrish,
Junior Murvin,
Moebius,
Sun Ra,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Erykah Badu,
DNA,
One Last Wish,
The Neon Judgement,
Soul Sonic Force,
Tomorrow,
Dave Gahan,
Intrusion,
Desert Stars,
Dark Day,
The Music Machine,
Radiopuhelimet,
Thompson Twins,
Matthew Bourne,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Vogues,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Dead C,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Ultimate Spinach,
Niagra,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Magma,
Laurel Aitken,
The Doors,
Gerry Rafferty,
Reuben Wilson,
AZ,
John Holt,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Bobby Womack,
Television,
Marine Girls,
Surgeon,
The Sonics,
Roy Ayers,
Quantec,
Minnie Riperton,
Freddie Wadling,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
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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.
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.