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 Chile and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Moebius to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu. All the underground hits.
All Brick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alison Limerick record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 spring reverb and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Matthew Bourne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
JFA,
Jeff Mills,
Thee Headcoats,
Roy Ayers,
Sugar Minott,
Con Funk Shun,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
a-ha,
The Names,
Scratch Acid,
New Order,
The Moody Blues,
Stiv Bators,
AZ,
Lee Hazlewood,
This Heat,
Model 500,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Bush Tetras,
Bootsy Collins,
Todd Rundgren,
Tim Buckley,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Mantronix,
Boredoms,
Suicide,
Joey Negro,
Pylon,
Erykah Badu,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Jeff Lynne,
cv313,
The Modern Lovers,
Cybotron,
Alison Limerick,
The Remains,
Skaos,
Amon Düül,
Moss Icon,
Eurythmics,
OOIOO,
Grey Daturas,
Cal Tjader,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Pharoah Sanders,
Pere Ubu,
Funkadelic,
Fear,
Bronski Beat,
Sonic Youth,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Real Kids,
Camberwell Now,
Ludus,
Hasil Adkins,
Kurtis Blow,
The Black Dice,
Sam Rivers,
Mission of Burma,
L. Decosne,
Von Mondo,
Ronan,
Accadde A,
The Monks,
Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd..
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You don't know what you really want.
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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.