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 Turkmenistan and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Rosa Yemen. All the underground hits.
All Nas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Bar-Kays 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Motions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun Ra,
Easy Going,
Brass Construction,
Gang of Four,
Graham Central Station,
Jeff Lynne,
The Vogues,
Unwound,
Junior Murvin,
Donald Byrd,
Rapeman,
Grauzone,
Skaos,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Section 25,
The Doors,
The Move,
Barbara Tucker,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Soul II Soul,
Sandy B,
Spandau Ballet,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Letta Mbulu,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Crispy Ambulance,
Terry Callier,
The Real Kids,
Rhythm & Sound,
Guru Guru,
Donny Hathaway,
The Saints,
Flipper,
Cameo,
Grandmaster Flash,
Wasted Youth,
Brick,
Quando Quango,
Cluster,
The Index,
ABBA,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Fatback Band,
The Angels of Light,
Parry Music,
The Fugs,
PIL,
The Blues Magoos,
Girls At Our Best!,
Davy DMX,
Franke,
The Smiths,
Lalo Schifrin,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Joyce Sims,
Terrestrial Tones,
Youth Brigade,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Eve St. Jones,
Dead Boys,
Kayak,
Matthew Bourne,
Con Funk Shun,
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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.