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 Mongolia and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Sällskapet to the rap kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 a-ha. All the underground hits.
All a-ha tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every kango's stein massive record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Blancmange,
Lou Reed,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Idris Muhammad,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Main Source,
Ultimate Spinach,
Underground Resistance,
Slick Rick,
Fugazi,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Accadde A,
Boredoms,
Lalo Schifrin,
Tres Demented,
Amazonics,
Gichy Dan,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Dorothy Ashby,
MC5,
The Grass Roots,
Johnny Clarke,
Kevin Saunderson,
Babytalk,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Residents,
David McCallum,
Organ,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Derrick May,
Bobby Byrd,
Dual Sessions,
Matthew Halsall,
Monolake,
Sex Pistols,
Harmonia,
Eddi Front,
Black Sheep,
Easy Going,
Rapeman,
Clear Light,
Howard Jones,
Crooked Eye,
Mary Jane Girls,
Scratch Acid,
One Last Wish,
Ohio Players,
Warren Ellis,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Reagan Youth,
Nico,
Con Funk Shun,
Marshall Jefferson,
Alton Ellis,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Robert Hood,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Donald Byrd,
Danielle Patucci,
Tropical Tobacco,
Urselle,
The Velvet Underground,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu.
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.