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 Mauritius and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 The J.B.'s to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Vaughan Mason & Crew. All the underground hits.
All Monks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Womack record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Angry Samoans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Main Source,
The Gories,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Cure,
Shoche,
The Angels of Light,
Byron Stingily,
Bootsy Collins,
Underground Resistance,
Patti Smith,
The Raincoats,
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New Age Steppers,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Marshall Jefferson,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Move,
Grey Daturas,
Andrew Hill,
Panda Bear,
Bang On A Can,
Flash Fearless,
Aloha Tigers,
The Grass Roots,
Joensuu 1685,
Pagans,
Gerry Rafferty,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Hasil Adkins,
Ultravox,
Depeche Mode,
Darondo,
The Human League,
Nas,
Funkadelic,
Susan Cadogan,
Angry Samoans,
Inner City,
This Heat,
The Misunderstood,
Delon & Dalcan,
Arab on Radar,
Guru Guru,
The Vogues,
Dark Day,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Avey Tare,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Rod Modell,
F. McDonald,
Danielle Patucci,
Popol Vuh,
Charles Mingus,
Ornette Coleman,
Fluxion,
World's Most,
Stiv Bators,
Swans,
AZ,
Crash Course in Science,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
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You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
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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.