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 Madagascar and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in 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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Johannesburg.
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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Au Pairs to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Jeff Mills. All the underground hits.
All Gong tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Magazine 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marine Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Darondo,
Juan Atkins,
Mantronix,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Underground Resistance,
John Coltrane,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
LL Cool J,
Accadde A,
Cymande,
Japan,
AZ,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Terrestrial Tones,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Jandek,
T.S.O.L.,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Ronnie Foster,
Vladislav Delay,
Jesper Dahlback,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Toni Rubio,
Fad Gadget,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
John Lydon,
Pierre Henry,
Deakin,
Panda Bear,
The New Christs,
The Gun Club,
Warren Ellis,
Throbbing Gristle,
Half Japanese,
Duran Duran,
John Holt,
Ralphi Rosario,
Bizarre Inc.,
Crash Course in Science,
The Offenders,
the Swans,
Skaos,
Schoolly D,
Cecil Taylor,
Eli Mardock,
New Age Steppers,
Masters at Work,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Clear Light,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Slackers,
Make Up,
Parry Music,
Quantec,
Rod Modell,
Radiopuhelimet,
Peter & Gordon,
Altered Images,
The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor.
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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.