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 Austria and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the guitar 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 Johnny Clarke to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Frankie Knuckles. All the underground hits.
All Peter & Gordon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every June Days 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 spring reverb and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Monolake record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlback,
Yazoo,
John Cale,
The Saints,
Bad Manners,
Shuggie Otis,
Make Up,
The Fire Engines,
The Monochrome Set,
Leonard Cohen,
Grauzone,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Grey Daturas,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Chris & Cosey,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Dennis Brown,
Freddie Wadling,
Girls At Our Best!,
UT,
Dark Day,
Rufus Thomas,
Sister Nancy,
Little Man,
Pole,
Danielle Patucci,
DNA,
Aloha Tigers,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Black Dice,
Joy Division,
Nik Kershaw,
Pantaleimon,
Wings,
Nirvana,
Scott Walker,
Stiv Bators,
The Litter,
Cameo,
Nils Olav,
The Monks,
Sun City Girls,
Glambeats Corp.,
Yusef Lateef,
Bobby Womack,
Hashim,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Sparks,
Motorama,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Wolf Eyes,
Goldenarms,
The Associates,
MC5,
Hoover,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Joe Smooth,
R.M.O., R.M.O., R.M.O., R.M.O..
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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.