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 Hungary and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
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 Davy DMX to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Aaron Thompson. All the underground hits.
All Brass Construction tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dead Boys record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 theremin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q65 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tom Boy,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Smiths,
Warsaw,
Michelle Simonal,
Bobby Sherman,
Parry Music,
Agitation Free,
Ken Boothe,
Severed Heads,
Soul II Soul,
Bronski Beat,
Aloha Tigers,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Erykah Badu,
Roxy Music,
Charles Mingus,
Ultravox,
New Order,
The Flesh Eaters,
Heaven 17,
Neil Young,
Boogie Down Productions,
Echospace,
Bauhaus,
The Last Poets,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Kas Product,
Harry Pussy,
Rotary Connection,
The Star Department,
Skarface,
Symarip,
Sixth Finger,
UT,
The Busters,
F. McDonald,
David McCallum,
Lucky Dragons,
Judy Mowatt,
The Toasters,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Au Pairs,
Depeche Mode,
Easy Going,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Supertramp,
Iggy Pop,
The Saints,
Godley & Creme,
Young Marble Giants,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Magazine,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Fall,
Los Fastidios,
Jacques Brel,
Little Man,
Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc..
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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.