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 Kosovo and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Sun City Girls to the funk 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 The Index. All the underground hits.
All MDC tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-101 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 guitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Chrome record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Michelle Simonal,
Y Pants,
The Mighty Diamonds,
B.T. Express,
Isaac Hayes,
Deakin,
Section 25,
Pagans,
Steve Hackett,
Derrick May,
Barbara Tucker,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Amon Düül,
Bad Manners,
Chrome,
Echospace,
Bang On A Can,
Godley & Creme,
Ludus,
Magma,
In Retrospect,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Grandmaster Flash,
Rakim,
Dennis Brown,
Nico,
Intrusion,
Marshall Jefferson,
China Crisis,
the Soft Cell,
The Mojo Men,
Theoretical Girls,
U.S. Maple,
Sight & Sound,
The Real Kids,
Oblivians,
The Skatalites,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Chris Corsano,
Crispy Ambulance,
Talk Talk,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Bush Tetras,
Essential Logic,
Deadbeat,
Q and Not U,
Silicon Teens,
Scott Walker,
Wasted Youth,
Ossler,
Lucky Dragons,
Sound Behaviour,
Black Moon,
the Slits,
Joy Division,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Sun Ra,
Sonny Sharrock,
DJ Sneak,
Big Daddy Kane,
Basic Channel,
Soft Cell,
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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.