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 Montenegro and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 synthesizer 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 Eyeless In Gaza to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Sexual Harrassment. All the underground hits.
All Tommy Roe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quadrant record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arab on Radar record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
CMW,
Intrusion,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Zero Boys,
Glenn Branca,
Todd Terry,
Derrick Morgan,
Dark Day,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Country Teasers,
Morten Harket,
Unwound,
Wasted Youth,
Scrapy,
Lower 48,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Ituana,
Metal Thangz,
Essential Logic,
Fat Boys,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Patti Smith,
Dead Boys,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Trumans Water,
The Doobie Brothers,
Urselle,
Altered Images,
Grandmaster Flash,
Bill Wells,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Darondo,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Maurizio,
Neil Young,
Rod Modell,
John Coltrane,
The Invisible,
Robert Wyatt,
Pussy Galore,
Little Man,
John Foxx,
Buzzcocks,
Section 25,
The Leaves,
Gichy Dan,
Black Moon,
The Happenings,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Electric Prunes,
The Velvet Underground,
Bobby Womack,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Gerry Rafferty,
Amazonics,
Quadrant,
Blossom Toes,
Alton Ellis,
The Sonics,
The Grass Roots,
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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.