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 Equatorial Guinea and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Bremen.
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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Basic Channel to the jazz 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 Bobbi Humphrey. All the underground hits.
All Fear tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boz Scaggs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alton Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skarface,
Suburban Knight,
Alphaville,
Neil Young,
Swell Maps,
Jesper Dahlback,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Ultimate Spinach,
OOIOO,
Tres Demented,
The Fire Engines,
China Crisis,
Average White Band,
The Martian,
Todd Terry,
Second Layer,
Joe Finger,
Rufus Thomas,
The Slits,
The Cramps,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Motions,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Lalann,
Ronnie Foster,
Accadde A,
Johnny Clarke,
Yaz,
Barry Ungar,
Robert Görl,
Jacques Brel,
The Tremeloes,
Janne Schatter,
Oblivians,
Delta 5,
Glambeats Corp.,
Aswad,
Bauhaus,
The Fortunes,
Blancmange,
Sound Behaviour,
Kas Product,
Con Funk Shun,
L. Decosne,
Arcadia,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
ABC,
Joey Negro,
Cluster,
Warsaw,
Jimmy McGriff,
Erasure,
The Gap Band,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Wire,
Television Personalities,
JFA,
Scrapy,
Laurel Aitken,
Harpers Bizarre,
Big Daddy Kane,
Maurizio,
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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.