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 San Marino and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 synthesizer 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 Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra to the rock 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 The Selecter. All the underground hits.
All Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Loose Ends record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Be Bop Deluxe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
In Retrospect,
Tres Demented,
The Grass Roots,
The Fuzztones,
T.S.O.L.,
The Moleskins,
Spoonie Gee,
the Soft Cell,
Janne Schatter,
Archie Shepp,
Roger Hodgson,
Rites of Spring,
JFA,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Curtis Mayfield,
Rotary Connection,
Iggy Pop,
Scott Walker,
Ralphi Rosario,
Moebius,
Pere Ubu,
Can,
Peter & Gordon,
Maleditus Sound,
One Last Wish,
Cybotron,
Fatback Band,
Altered Images,
Royal Trux,
Don Cherry,
Amazonics,
MC5,
Infiniti,
Derrick May,
Neil Young,
Wire,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Pretty Things,
The Toasters,
E-Dancer,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Slits,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Bootsy Collins,
Kerri Chandler,
Jeff Mills,
Rod Modell,
Marcia Griffiths,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Remains,
Panda Bear,
Bush Tetras,
Yellowson,
The Victims,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
cv313,
Duran Duran,
Matthew Bourne,
The Martian,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Fugazi,
Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!.
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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.