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 Azerbaijan and from Johannesburg.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Soft Machine to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Sun Ra Arkestra. All the underground hits.
All Eli Mardock tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Severed Heads record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a T.S.O.L. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Country Joe & The Fish,
Cymande,
Ken Boothe,
the Germs,
The United States of America,
Zapp,
Bobby Sherman,
Curtis Mayfield,
Bobby Byrd,
Aaron Thompson,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Selecter,
B.T. Express,
Roy Ayers,
Letta Mbulu,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Unrelated Segments,
Marc Almond,
Wasted Youth,
Ornette Coleman,
Kayak,
Deakin,
Sun City Girls,
The Electric Prunes,
Amazonics,
Quando Quango,
Leonard Cohen,
The Toasters,
KRS-One,
the Soft Cell,
AZ,
The Mojo Men,
Swell Maps,
Wolf Eyes,
Altered Images,
Iggy Pop,
Sonic Youth,
The Buckinghams,
Althea and Donna,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Cramps,
T.S.O.L.,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Vladislav Delay,
Tres Demented,
Warren Ellis,
The Moody Blues,
Jeff Mills,
Los Fastidios,
Sarah Menescal,
JFA,
The Birthday Party,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
T. Rex,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Skarface,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Sandy B,
EPMD,
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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.