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 Tuvalu and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Rosa Yemen to the jazz 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 Organ. All the underground hits.
All Absolute Body Control tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Average White Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gang of Four record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
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Altered Images,
The Music Machine,
Nas,
Gichy Dan,
John Lydon,
Funky Four + One,
Organ,
Procol Harum,
Don Cherry,
Pet Shop Boys,
Outsiders,
Roy Ayers,
The Evens,
The Motions,
Mars,
Max Romeo,
Junior Murvin,
Camouflage,
Iggy Pop,
Danielle Patucci,
Ohio Players,
Toni Rubio,
the Association,
Jerry's Kids,
X-Ray Spex,
Roxy Music,
Patti Smith,
Electric Prunes,
The Black Dice,
Ponytail,
Ronnie Foster,
Silicon Teens,
Parry Music,
Idris Muhammad,
Matthew Halsall,
Hot Snakes,
Crooked Eye,
Josef K,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Roger Hodgson,
Oneida,
Peter & Gordon,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
CMW,
Ultra Naté,
Sonny Sharrock,
Franke,
Shoche,
David Bowie,
The Gories,
Easy Going,
Young Marble Giants,
Tubeway Army,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
D'Angelo,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Ice-T,
Soulsonic Force,
The Blues Magoos,
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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.