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 Brunei and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in 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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the sitar 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 Letta Mbulu to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Gang Starr. All the underground hits.
All the Fania All-Stars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mandrill 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
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 Oneida record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cure,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Slackers,
Country Teasers,
Avey Tare,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The J.B.'s,
Lucky Dragons,
Nick Fraelich,
Reagan Youth,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Music Machine,
Jandek,
Robert Görl,
Black Moon,
Angry Samoans,
AZ,
B.T. Express,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
a-ha,
the Association,
The Index,
Delta 5,
Matthew Halsall,
Minny Pops,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Mo-Dettes,
Pet Shop Boys,
John Cale,
Ludus,
Lalann,
The Flesh Eaters,
Loose Ends,
Gang Starr,
Animal Collective,
Crime,
Jeff Lynne,
Joyce Sims,
Erasure,
Rosa Yemen,
Freddie Wadling,
Roy Ayers,
Steve Hackett,
The Smoke,
Bootsy Collins,
Kas Product,
Sex Pistols,
Sight & Sound,
Eurythmics,
OOIOO,
Radiohead,
Deakin,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sällskapet,
Johnny Clarke,
Malaria!,
Rapeman,
Technova,
Boredoms,
Bizarre Inc.,
Monolake,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
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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.
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