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 Georgia and from Stockholm.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 OOIOO to the grime 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 The Kinks. All the underground hits.
All Soft Cell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bad Manners 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Radiopuhelimet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rhythm & Sound,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Trumans Water,
Marvin Gaye,
Technova,
Skarface,
The Birthday Party,
kango's stein massive,
The Knickerbockers,
Radiohead,
Throbbing Gristle,
Oneida,
The Golliwogs,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Lee Hazlewood,
Fear,
Ludus,
Q65,
Yaz,
Charles Mingus,
the Association,
Davy DMX,
Bootsy Collins,
Susan Cadogan,
Altered Images,
B.T. Express,
Archie Shepp,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Searchers,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Wasted Youth,
Kool Moe Dee,
Nils Olav,
Hardrive,
Amon Düül II,
Sight & Sound,
Echospace,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Average White Band,
The Zeros,
Inner City,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Reuben Wilson,
Max Romeo,
Cal Tjader,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
ABBA,
Moss Icon,
The Martian,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Newcleus,
Skriet,
Ultravox,
Letta Mbulu,
Lindisfarne,
Rakim,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Robert Hood,
FM Einheit,
Hashim,
Parry Music,
Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc..
You don't know what you really want.
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.
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.