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 Morocco and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Essential Logic to the grunge 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 Urselle. All the underground hits.
All Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skaos record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Zapp,
Saccharine Trust,
Country Teasers,
Second Layer,
Bluetip,
Urselle,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Von Mondo,
World's Most,
Neu!,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Kaleidoscope,
Iggy Pop,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
cv313,
Duran Duran,
Tropical Tobacco,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Tremeloes,
Warsaw,
Fela Kuti,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
B.T. Express,
Andrew Hill,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Durutti Column,
Erasure,
E-Dancer,
Ituana,
Soft Cell,
Mr. Review,
Lebanon Hanover,
Man Eating Sloth,
Ornette Coleman,
Jeff Mills,
In Retrospect,
The Martian,
Joey Negro,
Ludus,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sonic Youth,
Bob Dylan,
Reagan Youth,
The Fire Engines,
K-Klass,
The Five Americans,
The Blues Magoos,
The Cowsills,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Eric Dolphy,
Eric Copeland,
Al Stewart,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
10cc,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Angels of Light,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Smiths,
Roy Ayers,
Matthew Bourne,
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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.