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 Antigua and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Shoche to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Ultra Naté. All the underground hits.
All D'Angelo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Moody Blues record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 harpsichord and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a cv313 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Grass Roots,
the Association,
The Tremeloes,
Drive Like Jehu,
Rhythm & Sound,
Todd Rundgren,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Fad Gadget,
The American Breed,
The Divine Comedy,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Rekid,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Lou Reed,
The Zeros,
The Litter,
Qualms,
Monolake,
Eric Dolphy,
Man Eating Sloth,
Nik Kershaw,
Bush Tetras,
Easy Going,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Maleditus Sound,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Skaos,
The Gladiators,
CMW,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Neon Judgement,
Monks,
Colin Newman,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Sonics,
The Electric Prunes,
The Selecter,
Marcia Griffiths,
Youth Brigade,
Ituana,
In Retrospect,
Thompson Twins,
Eli Mardock,
Rakim,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Dorothy Ashby,
Danielle Patucci,
Television,
Sonny Sharrock,
Sandy B,
Lightning Bolt,
The J.B.'s,
The Young Rascals,
Brass Construction,
Grandmaster Flash,
the Swans,
The Cramps,
Gang Gang Dance,
Big Daddy Kane,
Tim Buckley,
Brand Nubian,
Massinfluence,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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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.