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 Italy and from Cairo.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 guitar 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 Lalann to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Kas Product. All the underground hits.
All Harry Pussy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Pop Group 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Black Dice record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
B.T. Express,
Saccharine Trust,
Q and Not U,
Jimmy McGriff,
Surgeon,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
David Bowie,
Cymande,
Hot Snakes,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Motions,
L. Decosne,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
UT,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Divine Comedy,
The Litter,
Mission of Burma,
Pantytec,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Angels of Light,
Marine Girls,
Anthony Braxton,
Gichy Dan,
Organ,
Roxy Music,
Outsiders,
Lou Christie,
Nirvana,
Spoonie Gee,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
the Bar-Kays,
Danielle Patucci,
Althea and Donna,
Susan Cadogan,
Scrapy,
Kurtis Blow,
Skriet,
Sexual Harrassment,
Alice Coltrane,
John Cale,
Byron Stingily,
The Black Dice,
Slick Rick,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Simply Red,
The Standells,
Country Teasers,
The Cosmic Jokers,
John Holt,
The Sound,
Crash Course in Science,
Schoolly D,
Scan 7,
Nick Fraelich,
Flamin' Groovies,
Sarah Menescal,
Ronan,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Mummies,
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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.