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 Monaco and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Litter to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Gong. All the underground hits.
All Crime tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Warren Ellis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Letta Mbulu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonny Sharrock,
Visage,
Silicon Teens,
Donny Hathaway,
Magma,
Sound Behaviour,
Sällskapet,
Sugar Minott,
Black Flag,
Man Eating Sloth,
Gang Green,
Deepchord,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Dead C,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Oblivians,
The J.B.'s,
Hoover,
Interpol,
Traffic Nightmare,
In Retrospect,
Junior Murvin,
Vladislav Delay,
Marc Almond,
Altered Images,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Ossler,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Cramps,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Wasted Youth,
Tubeway Army,
The Count Five,
Rites of Spring,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Bizarre Inc.,
Parry Music,
Bootsy Collins,
Lower 48,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Morten Harket,
Piero Umiliani,
Marmalade,
Scientists,
48th St. Collective,
X-102,
Gastr Del Sol,
Arcadia,
the Bar-Kays,
The Martian,
The Gun Club,
Fad Gadget,
Jeff Lynne,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Music Machine,
The Litter,
Oneida,
Maleditus Sound,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu.
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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.