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 India and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Copenhagen.
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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Angry Samoans to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Tubeway Army. All the underground hits.
All Sam Rivers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pulsallama record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Archie Shepp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mary Jane Girls,
The Dave Clark Five,
Japan,
Dual Sessions,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Eric Copeland,
Ice-T,
Roy Ayers,
Sight & Sound,
Theoretical Girls,
Can,
PIL,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Thompson Twins,
Patti Smith,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Pierre Henry,
Intrusion,
Neil Young,
the Swans,
Qualms,
Tres Demented,
Rosa Yemen,
Suicide,
Ossler,
Tropical Tobacco,
Boz Scaggs,
Negative Approach,
The Birthday Party,
Unrelated Segments,
Dark Day,
Nik Kershaw,
Arthur Verocai,
The Cure,
Blossom Toes,
Con Funk Shun,
Newcleus,
The Fuzztones,
D'Angelo,
Lindisfarne,
The Dead C,
Cheater Slicks,
The Zeros,
Faust,
Ohio Players,
Stockholm Monsters,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Eddi Front,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Scientists,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Average White Band,
Tim Buckley,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Young Marble Giants,
The Human League,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
L. Decosne,
Au Pairs,
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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.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.