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 Indonesia and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Slits to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel. All the underground hits.
All Shuggie Otis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Adolescents record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bang on a Can All-Stars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Seeds,
Lyres,
The Saints,
The Shadows of Knight,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Terrestrial Tones,
Absolute Body Control,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Robert Wyatt,
Danielle Patucci,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Raincoats,
Y Pants,
Franke,
Faraquet,
Letta Mbulu,
cv313,
Rhythm & Sound,
Warren Ellis,
Fluxion,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Magazine,
Freddie Wadling,
ABC,
Brand Nubian,
Joe Finger,
Delta 5,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Kevin Saunderson,
Wally Richardson,
Loose Ends,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Derrick Morgan,
The Blackbyrds,
Sällskapet,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Faust,
Eden Ahbez,
the Swans,
Skarface,
The Star Department,
Wasted Youth,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Nirvana,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Michelle Simonal,
Blake Baxter,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Dark Day,
Tubeway Army,
Deepchord,
Soul Sonic Force,
Sister Nancy,
Sam Rivers,
Nick Fraelich,
The Dave Clark Five,
Al Stewart,
Talk Talk,
Scan 7,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine.
You don't know what you really want.
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.