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 Liechtenstein and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 One Last Wish to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Lakeside. All the underground hits.
All The Selecter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scrapy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 an oboe and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Essential Logic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hashim,
Henry Cow,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Cal Tjader,
Albert Ayler,
Dorothy Ashby,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Neon Judgement,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Tremeloes,
Malaria!,
Siglo XX,
The Vogues,
Clear Light,
Erasure,
Agitation Free,
Skriet,
Don Cherry,
Charles Mingus,
Robert Görl,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Pussy Galore,
a-ha,
Eric Copeland,
The Walker Brothers,
Spoonie Gee,
Ludus,
Main Source,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Smiths,
Japan,
Sonny Sharrock,
Cecil Taylor,
Surgeon,
Kool Moe Dee,
Bizarre Inc.,
Junior Murvin,
The Slits,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Saccharine Trust,
Y Pants,
Joyce Sims,
The Dirtbombs,
Nation of Ulysses,
Barry Ungar,
Avey Tare,
Desert Stars,
Easy Going,
Grauzone,
Dual Sessions,
Throbbing Gristle,
ABC,
Franke,
Terry Callier,
Massinfluence,
Panda Bear,
Dave Gahan,
The Sound,
The Evens,
The Monks,
Gichy Dan,
John Cale,
Kerrie Biddell,
Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd..
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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.