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 Djibouti and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Urselle to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Slave. All the underground hits.
All Skarface tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dead Boys record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Darondo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Marine Girls,
Blake Baxter,
Clear Light,
Adolescents,
Roy Ayers,
The Count Five,
Masters at Work,
The Motions,
Joy Division,
Hoover,
The Buckinghams,
The Cramps,
Big Daddy Kane,
Delta 5,
Ice-T,
Dawn Penn,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Trojans,
Ponytail,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
R.M.O.,
Sandy B,
Darondo,
Andrew Hill,
Arcadia,
Jacob Miller,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Litter,
Arab on Radar,
Jandek,
Robert Görl,
EPMD,
Marcia Griffiths,
Los Fastidios,
This Heat,
Prince Buster,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Derrick May,
Boz Scaggs,
Procol Harum,
Sixth Finger,
Silicon Teens,
Nirvana,
Magazine,
The Grass Roots,
David Bowie,
Warren Ellis,
Amon Düül,
Dual Sessions,
Freddie Wadling,
Bobby Sherman,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Kerri Chandler,
David Axelrod,
UT,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Howard Jones,
Ten City,
Tomorrow,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
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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.