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 Portugal and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Soul Sonic Force to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Crime. All the underground hits.
All Heaven 17 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every cv313 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Golliwogs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bill Wells,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
8 Eyed Spy,
New Order,
The Blues Magoos,
Bang On A Can,
Tom Boy,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Sarah Menescal,
Jandek,
Pantytec,
Rotary Connection,
The Misunderstood,
DJ Style,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Y Pants,
It's A Beautiful Day,
China Crisis,
The Fortunes,
Wasted Youth,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
the Germs,
Tomorrow,
Wolf Eyes,
Radiopuhelimet,
Judy Mowatt,
The Sound,
Radiohead,
These Immortal Souls,
The Busters,
Stereo Dub,
Curtis Mayfield,
Ludus,
Barclay James Harvest,
Liliput,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Trojans,
Matthew Halsall,
the Association,
Lou Reed,
John Foxx,
Matthew Bourne,
The Leaves,
Pulsallama,
Heaven 17,
Ohio Players,
The Young Rascals,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Martian,
D'Angelo,
X-102,
Bluetip,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Simply Red,
PIL,
Guru Guru,
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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.