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 Barbados and from Lagos.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
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 The United States of America to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Jawbox. All the underground hits.
All Johnny Clarke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Erykah Badu record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Excepter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wally Richardson,
Dorothy Ashby,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Eden Ahbez,
Popol Vuh,
Half Japanese,
Scratch Acid,
Smog,
Rapeman,
Carl Craig,
K-Klass,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
MC5,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Patti Smith,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Frankie Knuckles,
Bad Manners,
Icehouse,
Al Stewart,
Alice Coltrane,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Massinfluence,
The Fugs,
Yaz,
Sight & Sound,
Fad Gadget,
Eric Copeland,
Gichy Dan,
Nick Fraelich,
The Blues Magoos,
Anakelly,
JFA,
Lindisfarne,
Letta Mbulu,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Flesh Eaters,
La Düsseldorf,
The Toasters,
Anthony Braxton,
Quadrant,
Cybotron,
The Index,
Country Teasers,
Cameo,
Skriet,
The Tremeloes,
The Misunderstood,
Au Pairs,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Brick,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Scientists,
The Walker Brothers,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Gladiators,
The Real Kids,
Q and Not U,
Bluetip,
The Seeds,
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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.