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 Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Siouxsie and the Banshees to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Tommy Roe. All the underground hits.
All Nico tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Offenders 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Standells record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Qualms,
Lalann,
Blancmange,
Ken Boothe,
Deepchord,
Brick,
Lightning Bolt,
Radio Birdman,
the Slits,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
June Days,
Amazonics,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Niagra,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Darondo,
The Saints,
Tears for Fears,
Pulsallama,
Rekid,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Fatback Band,
The Stooges,
Young Marble Giants,
Newcleus,
Max Romeo,
Loose Ends,
Model 500,
John Coltrane,
James White and The Blacks,
Panda Bear,
Thompson Twins,
Aswad,
The Seeds,
Half Japanese,
Bootsy Collins,
Heaven 17,
The Pretty Things,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Oblivians,
Joe Finger,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Bobby Sherman,
Pharoah Sanders,
Minny Pops,
Lower 48,
Mary Jane Girls,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Sister Nancy,
MDC,
Monolake,
Wally Richardson,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Barclay James Harvest,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Crispy Ambulance,
Infiniti,
Altered Images,
New York Dolls,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
the Germs,
Zero Boys,
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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.
You don't know what you really want.