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 Qatar and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Raincoats to the electroclash 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 Fifty Foot Hose. All the underground hits.
All Pere Ubu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Juan Atkins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultramagnetic MC's record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
China Crisis,
MC5,
The Zeros,
Jeff Lynne,
Joy Division,
Dead Boys,
The Fortunes,
Easy Going,
Ultimate Spinach,
Pole,
Bronski Beat,
The Birthday Party,
Ultravox,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Matthew Halsall,
Oneida,
Ludus,
Negative Approach,
Model 500,
Little Man,
Scion,
H. Thieme,
CMW,
Joyce Sims,
Half Japanese,
The United States of America,
The Star Department,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Durutti Column,
Dawn Penn,
Stereo Dub,
Hasil Adkins,
Quantec,
The Litter,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
X-102,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Pylon,
Ponytail,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Modern Lovers,
This Heat,
Piero Umiliani,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Gastr Del Sol,
Laurel Aitken,
Ornette Coleman,
Metal Thangz,
Groovy Waters,
Lower 48,
AZ,
Roxette,
Cybotron,
Donald Byrd,
Iggy Pop,
Soul II Soul,
Peter & Gordon,
The Doobie Brothers,
Eddi Front,
Panda Bear,
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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.