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 India and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 theremin 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 Art Ensemble Of Chicago to the grunge 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 Major Organ And The Adding Machine. All the underground hits.
All Sexual Harrassment tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Selector Dub Narcotic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Be Bop Deluxe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kaleidoscope,
OOIOO,
This Heat,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Pretty Things,
The Five Americans,
The Slits,
Pulsallama,
Arab on Radar,
The Pop Group,
Soft Machine,
DJ Style,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Bootsy Collins,
Khruangbin,
Television Personalities,
Blake Baxter,
The Moleskins,
Pagans,
Cheater Slicks,
The Human League,
John Cale,
Tom Boy,
Animal Collective,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Leonard Cohen,
Mo-Dettes,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Eddi Front,
Robert Hood,
Barbara Tucker,
New York Dolls,
Nirvana,
Quantec,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Seeds,
David Axelrod,
Nas,
Tears for Fears,
Sound Behaviour,
Scratch Acid,
Depeche Mode,
Jimmy McGriff,
Suicide,
The Invisible,
Peter & Gordon,
the Normal,
Roger Hodgson,
Young Marble Giants,
Isaac Hayes,
Supertramp,
Eric Dolphy,
Gichy Dan,
The Golliwogs,
Radio Birdman,
Lucky Dragons,
Magma,
Peter and Kerry,
Toni Rubio,
The Techniques,
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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.