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 Jordan and from Beijing.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the marimba 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 Joe Finger to the electroclash 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 Bronski Beat. All the underground hits.
All The Raincoats tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ten City record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Human League record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Von Mondo,
Lindisfarne,
Laurel Aitken,
Zapp,
Television Personalities,
Nas,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Fall,
The Trojans,
Kevin Saunderson,
Gang Green,
Bobby Byrd,
The Saints,
Japan,
In Retrospect,
ABC,
Grey Daturas,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Grass Roots,
Rites of Spring,
Man Eating Sloth,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Popol Vuh,
MC5,
the Bar-Kays,
The Names,
Grauzone,
Sandy B,
The Cure,
Blake Baxter,
Bizarre Inc.,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Young Rascals,
Ralphi Rosario,
Flash Fearless,
Roy Ayers,
Boz Scaggs,
Fela Kuti,
Crime,
Theoretical Girls,
The Pretty Things,
Susan Cadogan,
Sun City Girls,
Lyres,
Qualms,
Motorama,
LL Cool J,
Lower 48,
Wolf Eyes,
Lightning Bolt,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Q65,
Flamin' Groovies,
Andrew Hill,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Smiths,
The Neon Judgement,
The Blues Magoos,
Bluetip,
Dennis Brown,
Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd..
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You don't know what you really want.
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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.