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 Netherlands and from Lille.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Hong Kong.
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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 The Index to the jazz 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 Mad Mike. All the underground hits.
All Eli Mardock tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every These Immortal Souls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 a linndrum and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ash Ra Tempel,
Bush Tetras,
Rosa Yemen,
Ronnie Foster,
David McCallum,
One Last Wish,
Guru Guru,
Amon Düül,
Masters at Work,
Barclay James Harvest,
Flash Fearless,
Ken Boothe,
The Fall,
Half Japanese,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Young Marble Giants,
Lalo Schifrin,
Electric Prunes,
Fatback Band,
X-Ray Spex,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Moss Icon,
Rhythm & Sound,
Gastr Del Sol,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
John Foxx,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Pop Group,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Oblivians,
Babytalk,
The Barracudas,
Davy DMX,
E-Dancer,
Camouflage,
Marvin Gaye,
Darondo,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Leaves,
James White and The Blacks,
Gang of Four,
Bad Manners,
Black Moon,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Fat Boys,
X-102,
Prince Buster,
Bill Wells,
Basic Channel,
Lucky Dragons,
PIL,
The Gories,
Banda Bassotti,
Sam Rivers,
Goldenarms,
Dark Day,
Rakim,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Cymande,
Stockholm Monsters,
Agitation Free,
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You don't know what you really want.
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.