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 Afghanistan and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Ituana to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 R.M.O.. All the underground hits.
All Brick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skriet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Silicon Teens record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stetsasonic,
Johnny Clarke,
Crispian St. Peters,
Icehouse,
Kenny Larkin,
The Divine Comedy,
Pulsallama,
Panda Bear,
Sun City Girls,
Patti Smith,
Isaac Hayes,
the Soft Cell,
Depeche Mode,
Scan 7,
Eden Ahbez,
Bauhaus,
Television,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Ponytail,
Make Up,
Amon Düül,
The Fortunes,
Altered Images,
Cecil Taylor,
Duran Duran,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Soul II Soul,
Black Bananas,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Reagan Youth,
Eli Mardock,
X-Ray Spex,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Mojo Men,
Thompson Twins,
Banda Bassotti,
Chris Corsano,
Sight & Sound,
Deakin,
Danielle Patucci,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Urselle,
Boredoms,
Radio Birdman,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Nas,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
John Lydon,
U.S. Maple,
Youth Brigade,
Michelle Simonal,
Television Personalities,
Hardrive,
Neu!,
F. McDonald,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Velvet Underground,
The Shadows of Knight,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Country Teasers,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
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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.
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.