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 Denmark and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Wake to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Stereo Dub. All the underground hits.
All The Associates tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thompson Twins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Angels of Light & Akron/Family record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Toasters,
Franke,
Todd Terry,
Bobby Womack,
La Düsseldorf,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Donny Hathaway,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Gang of Four,
Blancmange,
Bill Near,
Mr. Review,
Moebius,
Bang On A Can,
Throbbing Gristle,
kango's stein massive,
Joy Division,
The Offenders,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Soulsonic Force,
Pierre Henry,
B.T. Express,
Liliput,
Jandek,
Motorama,
OOIOO,
John Coltrane,
The Dirtbombs,
Darondo,
Marmalade,
The United States of America,
Radiopuhelimet,
Idris Muhammad,
Cluster,
New York Dolls,
UT,
Duran Duran,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
E-Dancer,
Procol Harum,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Leaves,
Al Stewart,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Marc Almond,
Robert Wyatt,
Joyce Sims,
June of 44,
MDC,
Matthew Halsall,
Terry Callier,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Sound Behaviour,
the Sonics,
Panda Bear,
Von Mondo,
The Durutti Column,
Aaron Thompson,
Avey Tare,
Gang Green,
Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd..
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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.