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 Saudi Arabia and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and London.
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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Jacob Miller to the punk 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 Warsaw. All the underground hits.
All The Motions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Beau Brummels record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Real Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Ronnie Foster,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Visage,
The Dave Clark Five,
Negative Approach,
Das Ding,
The Flesh Eaters,
Scion,
Subhumans,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Ossler,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Victims,
Electric Light Orchestra,
These Immortal Souls,
The Stooges,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Kurtis Blow,
Spoonie Gee,
Swans,
Curtis Mayfield,
Television,
Reuben Wilson,
Quadrant,
The Real Kids,
Iggy Pop,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Drexciya,
The Smiths,
The Durutti Column,
Groovy Waters,
Pussy Galore,
Crime,
Zero Boys,
Joe Smooth,
Dawn Penn,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Nas,
10cc,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Model 500,
Goldenarms,
Peter & Gordon,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Yazoo,
New Age Steppers,
Cecil Taylor,
Siglo XX,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Misunderstood,
Lalo Schifrin,
Sällskapet,
Dorothy Ashby,
Wire,
Quantec,
Index,
Icehouse,
Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd..
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.
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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.