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 Guinea-Bissau and from London.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Mumbai.
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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Alice Coltrane to the electroclash 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 Jesper Dahlback. All the underground hits.
All Second Layer tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gregory Isaacs 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron 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 Dave Clark Five 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?
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Charles Mingus,
The Gun Club,
Jerry's Kids,
Slave,
Moebius,
Alphaville,
U.S. Maple,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Associates,
Ituana,
Procol Harum,
Quando Quango,
Accadde A,
The Slackers,
The Trojans,
Moby Grape,
Shuggie Otis,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Pulsallama,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Popol Vuh,
Interpol,
Y Pants,
Mantronix,
Black Bananas,
Rites of Spring,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Idris Muhammad,
Metal Thangz,
Underground Resistance,
H. Thieme,
James White and The Blacks,
The Gladiators,
Boredoms,
Easy Going,
Bush Tetras,
Tom Boy,
The Golliwogs,
Wings,
Stiv Bators,
Yusef Lateef,
The Leaves,
Gastr Del Sol,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Bizarre Inc.,
Jeff Mills,
Ohio Players,
Rotary Connection,
Yellowson,
cv313,
Warren Ellis,
Groovy Waters,
Average White Band,
John Holt,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Fire Engines,
Camberwell Now,
Tommy Roe,
OOIOO,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Negative Approach,
Second Layer,
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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.