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 Serbia and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Von Mondo to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 DJ Sneak. All the underground hits.
All Slave tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Underground Resistance record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a D'Angelo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dawn Penn,
Nation of Ulysses,
Byron Stingily,
Unrelated Segments,
Arthur Verocai,
Freddie Wadling,
Zero Boys,
Roy Ayers,
Yusef Lateef,
Moss Icon,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Bobby Womack,
Lalann,
Gastr Del Sol,
Jawbox,
The Golliwogs,
Tubeway Army,
Matthew Halsall,
Faust,
Arab on Radar,
Ornette Coleman,
Das Ding,
Skaos,
The Mummies,
The Associates,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Vogues,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Junior Murvin,
Pole,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Boogie Down Productions,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Neil Young,
Cameo,
Fugazi,
Wasted Youth,
Jerry's Kids,
The Move,
Infiniti,
Marine Girls,
Cymande,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Lebanon Hanover,
Brass Construction,
Jeff Lynne,
Brand Nubian,
Silicon Teens,
Darondo,
the Human League,
Neu!,
June Days,
Henry Cow,
Minutemen,
Gong,
Jimmy McGriff,
Leonard Cohen,
New Order,
Hardrive,
Liliput,
Severed Heads,
Piero Umiliani,
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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.