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 Belize and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Milan.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Magma to the grunge 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 Country Teasers. All the underground hits.
All Lou Christie tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yaz 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yazoo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Freddie Wadling,
The Tremeloes,
Alison Limerick,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Camberwell Now,
Chris & Cosey,
Swell Maps,
Scott Walker,
Kayak,
Visage,
Ultimate Spinach,
Deakin,
Dark Day,
Idris Muhammad,
The Smiths,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Main Source,
Kool Moe Dee,
the Human League,
Frankie Knuckles,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Delon & Dalcan,
New York Dolls,
Terry Callier,
Boredoms,
Minnie Riperton,
Lou Christie,
The Blackbyrds,
The Red Krayola,
Schoolly D,
Y Pants,
The Grass Roots,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Bill Near,
Fear,
the Fania All-Stars,
Nick Fraelich,
Scratch Acid,
Yellowson,
Clear Light,
Jacob Miller,
Agent Orange,
Mars,
The Evens,
48th St. Collective,
The New Christs,
Nico,
The Seeds,
The Stooges,
Peter & Gordon,
Skarface,
Maurizio,
Icehouse,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Minor Threat,
Mark Hollis,
Alice Coltrane,
Warren Ellis,
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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.