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 Bulgaria and from Tokyo.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Boogie Down Productions to the rap 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 Buzzcocks. All the underground hits.
All James Chance & The Contortions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ronnie Foster record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Symarip record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum 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 Durutti Column,
The Black Dice,
Gregory Isaacs,
Chris & Cosey,
New Order,
Zapp,
Gabor Szabo,
Fluxion,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Angels of Light,
Marvin Gaye,
Grey Daturas,
Man Eating Sloth,
Accadde A,
Donny Hathaway,
Popol Vuh,
Fugazi,
Johnny Clarke,
UT,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Sound Behaviour,
Harmonia,
CMW,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Monolake,
Todd Terry,
Shuggie Otis,
Ten City,
Moby Grape,
Crooked Eye,
Rod Modell,
Toni Rubio,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Ludus,
Khruangbin,
R.M.O.,
Stereo Dub,
Zero Boys,
Neil Young,
The Move,
Robert Hood,
The Moleskins,
The Fall,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Procol Harum,
Sparks,
Archie Shepp,
Joyce Sims,
Jerry's Kids,
Au Pairs,
China Crisis,
Laurel Aitken,
Bill Near,
The Tremeloes,
Roy Ayers,
Panda Bear,
T.S.O.L.,
Carl Craig,
Unrelated Segments,
Susan Cadogan,
The Music Machine,
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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.