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 Finland and from Salvador.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Copenhagen.
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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Spoonie Gee to the techno 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 Los Fastidios. All the underground hits.
All Angry Samoans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aloha Tigers 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Trumans Water record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
La Düsseldorf,
Babytalk,
Sun City Girls,
Subhumans,
Eric B and Rakim,
Jeff Lynne,
Be Bop Deluxe,
R.M.O.,
The Vogues,
The Slackers,
In Retrospect,
The Fugs,
Quadrant,
Vladislav Delay,
Peter and Kerry,
Susan Cadogan,
Porter Ricks,
Dennis Brown,
Sound Behaviour,
Max Romeo,
The Knickerbockers,
Whodini,
Blancmange,
Marc Almond,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Fluxion,
Guru Guru,
Bauhaus,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Smoke,
Avey Tare,
June of 44,
Newcleus,
China Crisis,
Reuben Wilson,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Misunderstood,
The Last Poets,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
X-102,
Cameo,
Pere Ubu,
Joyce Sims,
Swans,
Gil Scott Heron,
Lebanon Hanover,
Moss Icon,
James White and The Blacks,
Sex Pistols,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Litter,
Neil Young,
Chris Corsano,
Sunsets and Hearts,
These Immortal Souls,
Nils Olav,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
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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.