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 Japan and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Ludus to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Al Stewart. All the underground hits.
All Stetsasonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter & Gordon 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Junior Murvin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Don Cherry,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Ohio Players,
Tears for Fears,
Neil Young,
OOIOO,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Smiths,
X-102,
The Barracudas,
Rotary Connection,
Ultimate Spinach,
Marmalade,
John Holt,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Aaron Thompson,
Country Teasers,
Pussy Galore,
Terrestrial Tones,
Black Pus,
Quadrant,
Jimmy McGriff,
Theoretical Girls,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Doors,
Grandmaster Flash,
Albert Ayler,
The Birthday Party,
Lalann,
The Stooges,
Grey Daturas,
Crime,
Soulsonic Force,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
DNA,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Subhumans,
Bush Tetras,
Amazonics,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Raincoats,
The Modern Lovers,
Rekid,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
the Germs,
The Searchers,
Absolute Body Control,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Pantytec,
The Black Dice,
Joe Finger,
Mad Mike,
UT,
Minor Threat,
Black Moon,
Ornette Coleman,
Tom Boy,
Rakim,
The Shadows of Knight,
Masters at Work,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu.
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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.