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 Papua New Guinea and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum 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 The Monks to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Matthew Bourne. All the underground hits.
All Susan Cadogan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Outsiders record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DJ Style record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Walker Brothers,
Spoonie Gee,
Ituana,
R.M.O.,
Deepchord,
The Barracudas,
Minnie Riperton,
Swans,
One Last Wish,
John Coltrane,
Dennis Brown,
The Motions,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Blues Magoos,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Kevin Saunderson,
Parry Music,
Goldenarms,
The Cure,
Sun City Girls,
Zapp,
Scrapy,
Marine Girls,
Eric B and Rakim,
Stiv Bators,
Michelle Simonal,
Ronan,
The Seeds,
The Litter,
PIL,
Alphaville,
Hot Snakes,
Mo-Dettes,
Panda Bear,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Lightning Bolt,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
T. Rex,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Brick,
Angry Samoans,
Accadde A,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Second Layer,
Marc Almond,
Agent Orange,
DJ Sneak,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Nick Fraelich,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Johnny Clarke,
Glambeats Corp.,
the Germs,
Mandrill,
Cymande,
David Axelrod,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
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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.
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.