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 Bulgaria and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 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 The Raincoats to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Man Parrish. All the underground hits.
All Eve St. Jones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Soft Cell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul II Soul record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Alarm Clocks,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Jimmy McGriff,
Mad Mike,
Youth Brigade,
Bobby Womack,
Schoolly D,
Todd Terry,
Marcia Griffiths,
Henry Cow,
Marshall Jefferson,
Barry Ungar,
B.T. Express,
Lalann,
Electric Prunes,
John Foxx,
CMW,
Bobby Byrd,
Lucky Dragons,
Chrome,
Man Parrish,
Bootsy Collins,
The Fuzztones,
The Shadows of Knight,
Mission of Burma,
Joey Negro,
Rites of Spring,
The Real Kids,
Lalo Schifrin,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Brand Nubian,
Arcadia,
The Zeros,
Icehouse,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Star Department,
Cybotron,
The Raincoats,
The Vogues,
Soft Machine,
Ponytail,
Skarface,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Trumans Water,
Black Bananas,
Tim Buckley,
Altered Images,
Agent Orange,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Hoover,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Scratch Acid,
Jawbox,
8 Eyed Spy,
Ronnie Foster,
Aaron Thompson,
Scientists,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Buzzcocks,
Fifty Foot Hose,
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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.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.