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 Vanuatu and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Saints to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Franke. All the underground hits.
All Barbara Tucker tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Urselle record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Stooges record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Bananas,
Au Pairs,
The Martian,
Jeru the Damaja,
Kurtis Blow,
Reuben Wilson,
Soft Cell,
Niagra,
Maleditus Sound,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Archie Shepp,
Scratch Acid,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Althea and Donna,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Khruangbin,
Dawn Penn,
Mr. Review,
Hardrive,
Ralphi Rosario,
Crash Course in Science,
The Offenders,
Stiv Bators,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Fugazi,
Lou Reed,
Deepchord,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Cowsills,
The Litter,
The Mummies,
Quantec,
Nico,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Iggy Pop,
Eric B and Rakim,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Parry Music,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Avey Tare,
The Fire Engines,
Sound Behaviour,
8 Eyed Spy,
Grey Daturas,
Metal Thangz,
Ice-T,
Barrington Levy,
Gang Green,
New Age Steppers,
Stockholm Monsters,
Los Fastidios,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Inner City,
Massinfluence,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Second Layer,
Freddie Wadling,
Siglo XX,
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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.