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 the UAE and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Second Layer to the punk 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 Camouflage. All the underground hits.
All The Seeds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Blancmange record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cameo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fugazi,
Thee Headcoats,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Ludus,
Los Fastidios,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Magma,
The Cure,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Livin' Joy,
Kurtis Blow,
Warren Ellis,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Bad Manners,
Popol Vuh,
Gabor Szabo,
Matthew Halsall,
MDC,
Ituana,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Blancmange,
Absolute Body Control,
Faraquet,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Young Rascals,
Ossler,
The Walker Brothers,
The Five Americans,
Interpol,
Tres Demented,
Scan 7,
Thompson Twins,
The Residents,
In Retrospect,
The Monks,
Model 500,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Mandrill,
Rhythm & Sound,
Connie Case,
Boogie Down Productions,
Agitation Free,
Deadbeat,
The Velvet Underground,
Nils Olav,
Soft Cell,
The Knickerbockers,
The Monochrome Set,
Black Moon,
Crash Course in Science,
Mad Mike,
The Slits,
Smog,
Bronski Beat,
Howard Jones,
Stereo Dub,
Althea and Donna,
Wolf Eyes,
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You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
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