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 Malaysia and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Jeff Mills to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Gang of Four. All the underground hits.
All The Fire Engines tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Warren Ellis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Massinfluence record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arcadia,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Girls At Our Best!,
Panda Bear,
Niagra,
Idris Muhammad,
Suicide,
Electric Prunes,
Neu!,
Barbara Tucker,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Pole,
Kool Moe Dee,
Reuben Wilson,
The Dead C,
Shuggie Otis,
Pere Ubu,
10cc,
The Gun Club,
Amon Düül,
Circle Jerks,
Y Pants,
Ludus,
Qualms,
Eric Dolphy,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Sugar Minott,
Godley & Creme,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Eli Mardock,
The Tremeloes,
One Last Wish,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
La Düsseldorf,
Alice Coltrane,
Althea and Donna,
LL Cool J,
Deakin,
The Detroit Cobras,
Kerrie Biddell,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Five Americans,
H. Thieme,
The Busters,
The Count Five,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Avey Tare,
The Cure,
Jawbox,
Inner City,
Hardrive,
Sun City Girls,
The Golliwogs,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Surgeon,
Soul II Soul,
Rapeman,
Deepchord,
Albert Ayler,
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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.