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 Australia and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Jeff Mills to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Icehouse. All the underground hits.
All Laurel Aitken tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Babytalk record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amon Düül record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fat Boys,
The Last Poets,
Jeff Lynne,
10cc,
Intrusion,
Alton Ellis,
China Crisis,
The Seeds,
Idris Muhammad,
John Foxx,
Dead Boys,
AZ,
Au Pairs,
Eli Mardock,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Faust,
Darondo,
Sonic Youth,
The Raincoats,
MC5,
Bronski Beat,
Flash Fearless,
The Beau Brummels,
Little Man,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Patti Smith,
Crooked Eye,
Public Image Ltd.,
Khruangbin,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Detroit Cobras,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Subhumans,
The Five Americans,
Dual Sessions,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Rotary Connection,
Barclay James Harvest,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Clear Light,
Delta 5,
The Black Dice,
Delon & Dalcan,
Basic Channel,
Simply Red,
Gerry Rafferty,
L. Decosne,
Robert Görl,
Todd Terry,
Wolf Eyes,
Dennis Brown,
The Happenings,
Chris Corsano,
Unrelated Segments,
Soul II Soul,
Easy Going,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Amon Düül II,
Marcia Griffiths,
Glambeats Corp.,
Q and Not U,
Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!.
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.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.