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 Uruguay and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 harpsichord 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 Oblivians to the grime 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 Cramps. All the underground hits.
All Icehouse tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brand Nubian record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul Sonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Johnny Osbourne,
Subhumans,
Vladislav Delay,
Pantytec,
Moby Grape,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Max Romeo,
Sarah Menescal,
Rhythm & Sound,
Index,
Kevin Saunderson,
Section 25,
Janne Schatter,
The Slackers,
Harry Pussy,
Yazoo,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Reuben Wilson,
Make Up,
PIL,
Glenn Branca,
Shuggie Otis,
Average White Band,
David McCallum,
Television,
Curtis Mayfield,
Wolf Eyes,
Trumans Water,
Procol Harum,
Harmonia,
kango's stein massive,
Soft Machine,
The Gladiators,
The Dirtbombs,
Yellowson,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Pretty Things,
Ornette Coleman,
The Fall,
In Retrospect,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Altered Images,
Junior Murvin,
Godley & Creme,
Half Japanese,
Crispian St. Peters,
Heaven 17,
Marmalade,
Lee Hazlewood,
Sonny Sharrock,
John Coltrane,
John Lydon,
The Doobie Brothers,
China Crisis,
The Blackbyrds,
Agitation Free,
Oppenheimer Analysis, Oppenheimer Analysis, Oppenheimer Analysis, Oppenheimer Analysis.
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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.