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 Micronesia and from Beijing.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the 808 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 Unrelated Segments to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Echo & the Bunnymen. All the underground hits.
All Gastr Del Sol tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wire 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Negative Approach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Flesh Eaters,
Model 500,
F. McDonald,
The Smiths,
Lou Christie,
John Coltrane,
Sister Nancy,
Fad Gadget,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Minny Pops,
The Smoke,
The Fire Engines,
Television,
Cal Tjader,
Dennis Brown,
Ultravox,
Babytalk,
Kaleidoscope,
Whodini,
Malaria!,
Fat Boys,
Warren Ellis,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Soul Sonic Force,
Audionom,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Rakim,
Desert Stars,
Nick Fraelich,
Kerrie Biddell,
JFA,
Quando Quango,
Ohio Players,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Eden Ahbez,
Johnny Osbourne,
Neu!,
In Retrospect,
The Red Krayola,
Stetsasonic,
Eli Mardock,
Girls At Our Best!,
Charles Mingus,
The Mojo Men,
Carl Craig,
Sun Ra,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Young Rascals,
Aloha Tigers,
Skriet,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Skatalites,
Lungfish,
Agitation Free,
Cybotron,
Interpol,
Gastr Del Sol,
Excepter,
Bill Wells,
The Gun Club,
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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.