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 Fiji and from New York.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Houston.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the theremin 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 The Blues Magoos to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Main Source. All the underground hits.
All Unwound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Toasters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Bananas 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?
Von Mondo,
Deakin,
Scion,
T. Rex,
Matthew Bourne,
Bluetip,
Oblivians,
Lalo Schifrin,
Glenn Branca,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Soft Cell,
Donny Hathaway,
Rod Modell,
Surgeon,
Donald Byrd,
Slave,
Pagans,
Alison Limerick,
The Real Kids,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Kevin Saunderson,
Ludus,
Boogie Down Productions,
Organ,
Marcia Griffiths,
Mandrill,
Eve St. Jones,
Roxette,
Jawbox,
Eurythmics,
Unrelated Segments,
Ronnie Foster,
Sam Rivers,
Gang Starr,
Bizarre Inc.,
Jesper Dahlback,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Fat Boys,
Tim Buckley,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Public Image Ltd.,
Howard Jones,
Audionom,
Ponytail,
Arab on Radar,
D'Angelo,
Nils Olav,
Sugar Minott,
June of 44,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Stereo Dub,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Joensuu 1685,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Gastr Del Sol,
Arcadia,
Dawn Penn,
The Wake,
Q and Not U,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Aural Exciters,
The Cosmic Jokers,
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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.