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 Pakistan and from Houston.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the oboe 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 Roy Ayers 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 Minnie Riperton. All the underground hits.
All Joensuu 1685 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Michelle Simonal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Index,
Gang Green,
The Gun Club,
Metal Thangz,
Quando Quango,
Thee Headcoats,
Motorama,
Audionom,
One Last Wish,
Gang of Four,
The Knickerbockers,
Main Source,
Reagan Youth,
Albert Ayler,
Popol Vuh,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Soul Sonic Force,
Tom Boy,
Alice Coltrane,
Eli Mardock,
The Young Rascals,
Fluxion,
David Bowie,
Q and Not U,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Chris Corsano,
Cybotron,
Todd Terry,
Colin Newman,
Joensuu 1685,
Sarah Menescal,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Camberwell Now,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Slick Rick,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Godley & Creme,
The Blues Magoos,
Niagra,
The Walker Brothers,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Zeros,
Parry Music,
Shuggie Otis,
Pere Ubu,
Underground Resistance,
The Neon Judgement,
Jeff Lynne,
Cluster,
MDC,
Mr. Review,
Slave,
Marvin Gaye,
Glenn Branca,
Essential Logic,
Public Image Ltd.,
Yusef Lateef,
The Fugs,
Jacques Brel,
Rod Modell,
Gastr Del Sol,
Sun City Girls,
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You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.