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 Tanzania and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Houston.
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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the marimba 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 Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The Selecter. All the underground hits.
All Hasil Adkins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alton Ellis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arab on Radar record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grauzone,
Wolf Eyes,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Martian,
The Beau Brummels,
Main Source,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Bush Tetras,
Smog,
World's Most,
Lindisfarne,
John Cale,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Roger Hodgson,
The Selecter,
The New Christs,
The Zeros,
Dorothy Ashby,
ABBA,
La Düsseldorf,
Basic Channel,
Negative Approach,
Anthony Braxton,
John Holt,
Gil Scott Heron,
Sonic Youth,
Patti Smith,
The Raincoats,
Judy Mowatt,
Quando Quango,
Alison Limerick,
Ice-T,
Tim Buckley,
Stetsasonic,
DJ Style,
Inner City,
Tears for Fears,
The Last Poets,
Mission of Burma,
The Smiths,
The Electric Prunes,
Bobbi Humphrey,
U.S. Maple,
the Association,
Crooked Eye,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Soul II Soul,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Procol Harum,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Loose Ends,
James White and The Blacks,
Urselle,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Erasure,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Fortunes,
The Remains,
Moebius,
Groovy Waters,
Tom Boy,
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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.