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 Malta and from Calgary.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Accra.
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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Q65 to the grime 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 Henry Cow. All the underground hits.
All Tubeway Army tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roy Ayers 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 '50s 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 Althea and Donna record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Desert Stars,
The Neon Judgement,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Matthew Halsall,
Anthony Braxton,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Kaleidoscope,
EPMD,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Jacob Miller,
Robert Görl,
Rapeman,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Divine Comedy,
Marmalade,
X-Ray Spex,
Robert Wyatt,
The Slackers,
Fat Boys,
Sonic Youth,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Crooked Eye,
Das Ding,
Scientists,
Joy Division,
Buzzcocks,
Tommy Roe,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Grandmaster Flash,
the Normal,
Al Stewart,
The Young Rascals,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Dual Sessions,
The Happenings,
KRS-One,
Black Moon,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Sandy B,
The Birthday Party,
UT,
Negative Approach,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Essential Logic,
Crime,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Idris Muhammad,
Unwound,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Flipper,
Jeff Lynne,
Mission of Burma,
Derrick Morgan,
Arthur Verocai,
Thompson Twins,
Fluxion,
Visage,
New Order,
Outsiders,
Gang Gang Dance,
Gong,
The Cramps,
Mr. Review,
Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc..
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You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
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