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 Grenada and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Goldenarms to the funk 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 Minutemen. All the underground hits.
All Bad Manners tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vladislav Delay 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dead Boys,
Juan Atkins,
the Fania All-Stars,
K-Klass,
Maurizio,
Cheater Slicks,
The Cramps,
The Cowsills,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
New Order,
Lucky Dragons,
Fluxion,
Big Daddy Kane,
Janne Schatter,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Associates,
Boz Scaggs,
Arcadia,
Guru Guru,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Happenings,
Yazoo,
Panda Bear,
Henry Cow,
CMW,
Kurtis Blow,
Bill Wells,
Sight & Sound,
Fugazi,
Brothers Johnson,
Gang Starr,
L. Decosne,
Darondo,
T.S.O.L.,
Nation of Ulysses,
T. Rex,
Neu!,
Gastr Del Sol,
Rhythm & Sound,
JFA,
Livin' Joy,
The Seeds,
Tubeway Army,
Qualms,
Man Parrish,
The American Breed,
Tommy Roe,
DNA,
Joe Smooth,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Robert Wyatt,
Byron Stingily,
Swans,
Dave Gahan,
The Blackbyrds,
David McCallum,
Siglo XX,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
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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.