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 East Timor and from Jakarta.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the guitar 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 Sight & Sound 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 The Human League. All the underground hits.
All Con Funk Shun tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fire Engines 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vaughan Mason & Crew record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Essential Logic,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Sällskapet,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Red Krayola,
Altered Images,
Janne Schatter,
Underground Resistance,
Saccharine Trust,
Gang Starr,
June of 44,
New Age Steppers,
Danielle Patucci,
the Association,
Urselle,
Ultravox,
Brass Construction,
Severed Heads,
The Mojo Men,
The Mummies,
Cameo,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Scott Walker,
Andrew Hill,
the Slits,
Bill Near,
Procol Harum,
Bizarre Inc.,
Quantec,
Arab on Radar,
Banda Bassotti,
Glambeats Corp.,
Soul II Soul,
Sister Nancy,
Hoover,
Scan 7,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The J.B.'s,
The Knickerbockers,
Avey Tare,
Stereo Dub,
Half Japanese,
The Moleskins,
Ohio Players,
Althea and Donna,
Jesper Dahlback,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Morten Harket,
Terrestrial Tones,
Basic Channel,
Vainqueur,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Fire Engines,
The Victims,
Kas Product,
Popol Vuh,
Nico,
Junior Murvin,
L. Decosne,
Lee Hazlewood,
Magazine,
Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive.
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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.
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.