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 Uruguay and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Hong Kong.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Rod Modell to the rap 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 Au Pairs. All the underground hits.
All Sonic Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Johnny Clarke record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Surgeon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hasil Adkins,
Henry Cow,
Eve St. Jones,
John Coltrane,
The Monks,
Alphaville,
Lee Hazlewood,
Deepchord,
The Leaves,
Yaz,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
OOIOO,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Rosa Yemen,
New Order,
Tomorrow,
In Retrospect,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Mantronix,
Gichy Dan,
Alton Ellis,
Deakin,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Sarah Menescal,
Slave,
Lalann,
the Sonics,
Lou Christie,
Rapeman,
The Modern Lovers,
Albert Ayler,
Scientists,
The Durutti Column,
Absolute Body Control,
Buzzcocks,
Joey Negro,
The Neon Judgement,
Roxette,
Guru Guru,
Cheater Slicks,
Niagra,
Sun City Girls,
Khruangbin,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Half Japanese,
Pantaleimon,
Tears for Fears,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Unwound,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Alison Limerick,
Terrestrial Tones,
Nirvana,
Electric Prunes,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Siglo XX,
The Velvet Underground,
Jeff Mills,
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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.