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 Colombia and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Lizzy Mercier Descloux to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Tommy Roe. All the underground hits.
All The United States of America tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Country Joe & The Fish 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dead Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Babytalk,
Sarah Menescal,
Rod Modell,
Khruangbin,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Essential Logic,
Alton Ellis,
Unwound,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
John Coltrane,
Thompson Twins,
Hasil Adkins,
H. Thieme,
Althea and Donna,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Move,
The Fire Engines,
The Fall,
Barry Ungar,
The Selecter,
Soft Cell,
Reagan Youth,
Magma,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Wings,
Drexciya,
Bill Near,
Max Romeo,
The Standells,
Yazoo,
Cheater Slicks,
Lungfish,
Model 500,
Crime,
MC5,
The Invisible,
the Slits,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Grandmaster Flash,
This Heat,
Graham Central Station,
Flash Fearless,
kango's stein massive,
Deepchord,
Ossler,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Stockholm Monsters,
Gabor Szabo,
Deadbeat,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Maleditus Sound,
Tomorrow,
Banda Bassotti,
Kurtis Blow,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Birthday Party,
Eli Mardock,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Arcadia,
Matthew Bourne,
48th St. Collective,
The Beau Brummels,
DeepChord presents Echospace, DeepChord presents Echospace, DeepChord presents Echospace, DeepChord presents Echospace.
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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.