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 Cameroon and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Eurythmics to the dance 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 Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band. All the underground hits.
All Von Mondo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lindisfarne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Associates record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Warsaw,
Marcia Griffiths,
Man Parrish,
Matthew Halsall,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Depeche Mode,
Harry Pussy,
Darondo,
John Holt,
Laurel Aitken,
Glenn Branca,
The Velvet Underground,
Black Bananas,
Parry Music,
Gang of Four,
ABC,
Eden Ahbez,
Spoonie Gee,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Moleskins,
Kerrie Biddell,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Wake,
Boredoms,
Bronski Beat,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Gil Scott Heron,
Average White Band,
Silicon Teens,
Byron Stingily,
Newcleus,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Techniques,
Aloha Tigers,
David Bowie,
Accadde A,
Eve St. Jones,
Mantronix,
Johnny Osbourne,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Neil Young,
Roy Ayers,
Pulsallama,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Standells,
Basic Channel,
Skaos,
8 Eyed Spy,
Barrington Levy,
Al Stewart,
The Pop Group,
Reagan Youth,
James White and The Blacks,
The Durutti Column,
Loose Ends,
Big Daddy Kane,
Mad Mike,
Flipper,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Hashim,
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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.