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 Oman and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the organ 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 The Barracudas to the funk 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 Subhumans. All the underground hits.
All Amon Düül II tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gastr Del Sol record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wally Richardson,
Colin Newman,
the Slits,
the Germs,
The Durutti Column,
Joe Finger,
Robert Hood,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
DJ Sneak,
This Heat,
Lungfish,
One Last Wish,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Amon Düül II,
Kevin Saunderson,
Flamin' Groovies,
Jacob Miller,
The Fall,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Scott Walker,
kango's stein massive,
Grauzone,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Brick,
Big Daddy Kane,
Whodini,
Harmonia,
Crispian St. Peters,
Idris Muhammad,
Crooked Eye,
Soft Cell,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
CMW,
The Slackers,
The Velvet Underground,
Talk Talk,
Metal Thangz,
Michelle Simonal,
48th St. Collective,
Sonny Sharrock,
Joey Negro,
Zero Boys,
Ultra Naté,
The Residents,
The Gun Club,
Pussy Galore,
New Order,
Newcleus,
Gang Green,
Franke,
Kaleidoscope,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Clear Light,
Eric Dolphy,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Raincoats,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Mark Hollis,
Derrick May,
Altered Images,
Hasil Adkins,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Tubeway Army,
Oppenheimer Analysis, Oppenheimer Analysis, Oppenheimer Analysis, Oppenheimer Analysis.
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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.