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 Senegal and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Outsiders. All the underground hits.
All Echospace tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lalo Schifrin 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rites of Spring record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Donny Hathaway,
Tomorrow,
Big Daddy Kane,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Wings,
Silicon Teens,
ABBA,
Ossler,
The Music Machine,
Symarip,
Motorama,
Monolake,
Kas Product,
Electric Prunes,
Pierre Henry,
Average White Band,
Drive Like Jehu,
Mantronix,
Q and Not U,
Mark Hollis,
Tom Boy,
Kerrie Biddell,
Absolute Body Control,
Pussy Galore,
Johnny Clarke,
The Trojans,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Los Fastidios,
Faraquet,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Avey Tare,
Trumans Water,
The Alarm Clocks,
Unwound,
Minny Pops,
Roxette,
Brass Construction,
Public Image Ltd.,
Reuben Wilson,
Roxy Music,
Pet Shop Boys,
Adolescents,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Livin' Joy,
Charles Mingus,
Ken Boothe,
The Selecter,
The Move,
B.T. Express,
Talk Talk,
Derrick May,
the Swans,
the Normal,
Section 25,
FM Einheit,
The Shadows of Knight,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Mr. Review,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Rod Modell,
OOIOO,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band.
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.
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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.