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 Sri Lanka and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Gregory Isaacs to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Al Stewart. All the underground hits.
All Delta 5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Easy Going record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Drive Like Jehu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 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 Fania All-Stars,
Girls At Our Best!,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Blues Magoos,
Johnny Clarke,
Duran Duran,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Blackbyrds,
Angry Samoans,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Suicide,
Kenny Larkin,
Japan,
U.S. Maple,
The Motions,
Joe Finger,
Talk Talk,
Rod Modell,
The Seeds,
Avey Tare,
Ice-T,
Khruangbin,
Rites of Spring,
Bill Wells,
Loose Ends,
Public Image Ltd.,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Steve Hackett,
Excepter,
Gregory Isaacs,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
June of 44,
The Dirtbombs,
Barclay James Harvest,
Moss Icon,
Lou Christie,
Sly & The Family Stone,
AZ,
Babytalk,
Siglo XX,
June Days,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Lalann,
Gabor Szabo,
The Litter,
Yellowson,
Visage,
Metal Thangz,
Basic Channel,
Carl Craig,
Severed Heads,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Pere Ubu,
Robert Hood,
Sonic Youth,
Deepchord,
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The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party.
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.
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.