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 Solomon Islands and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 the Swans to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Judy Mowatt. All the underground hits.
All Circle Jerks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fugazi record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 spring reverb and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soulsonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rapeman,
The Remains,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Eurythmics,
Gang Gang Dance,
Nico,
Godley & Creme,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Johnny Clarke,
Arthur Verocai,
Sexual Harrassment,
8 Eyed Spy,
Mr. Review,
Boz Scaggs,
Pharoah Sanders,
Scott Walker,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Stooges,
L. Decosne,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Groovy Waters,
The Trojans,
World's Most,
The Alarm Clocks,
Cal Tjader,
the Sonics,
Rakim,
Sound Behaviour,
Jeff Mills,
Harmonia,
Agitation Free,
Clear Light,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Invisible,
Loose Ends,
Wasted Youth,
the Swans,
Hardrive,
Crispy Ambulance,
Eli Mardock,
The Index,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Flipper,
Bang On A Can,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
LL Cool J,
10cc,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Blancmange,
Parry Music,
The Leaves,
Fifty Foot Hose,
D'Angelo,
June of 44,
The Moleskins,
Robert Hood,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
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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.