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 Romania and from Glasgow.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 güiro 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 Judy Mowatt to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam. All the underground hits.
All Kevin Saunderson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sound 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Throbbing Gristle record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Symarip,
Robert Hood,
Archie Shepp,
The Pop Group,
The Velvet Underground,
Newcleus,
Basic Channel,
Average White Band,
Marine Girls,
Funkadelic,
Marc Almond,
D'Angelo,
Blancmange,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Althea and Donna,
China Crisis,
The Techniques,
The Motions,
Swell Maps,
John Lydon,
The Zeros,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Joyce Sims,
Brass Construction,
Rakim,
The Birthday Party,
Porter Ricks,
Minny Pops,
CMW,
Moby Grape,
LL Cool J,
Theoretical Girls,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Slits,
Eric Dolphy,
FM Einheit,
Index,
Gichy Dan,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Gories,
Babytalk,
Patti Smith,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Maurizio,
Wasted Youth,
Pere Ubu,
Gang Green,
Grauzone,
The Searchers,
One Last Wish,
Pole,
The Buckinghams,
Ohio Players,
Marcia Griffiths,
Inner City,
Flamin' Groovies,
Colin Newman,
Eurythmics,
The Five Americans,
T.S.O.L.,
Suburban Knight,
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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.