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 Ireland and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Fluxion to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Guru Guru. All the underground hits.
All Pulsallama tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Graham Central Station record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rahsaan Roland Kirk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Blancmange,
The Offenders,
Underground Resistance,
Lucky Dragons,
FM Einheit,
Minny Pops,
Stetsasonic,
The Birthday Party,
Ronan,
Ash Ra Tempel,
MC5,
Cal Tjader,
Audionom,
Television,
The Monochrome Set,
Erasure,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Maurizio,
Tomorrow,
Moebius,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Gladiators,
Cymande,
the Soft Cell,
Graham Central Station,
Dark Day,
Altered Images,
Eric Copeland,
The Mummies,
Wire,
Davy DMX,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
PIL,
Amon Düül,
The Human League,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Excepter,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The United States of America,
Letta Mbulu,
Josef K,
The Sonics,
Icehouse,
The Walker Brothers,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Blackbyrds,
Ludus,
Flipper,
Skaos,
The Slackers,
Lower 48,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Mojo Men,
Gastr Del Sol,
Pussy Galore,
Wasted Youth,
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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.