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 Togo 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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Ultravox to the punk 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 Carl Craig. All the underground hits.
All Slick Rick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Darondo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Organ record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pharoah Sanders,
DJ Sneak,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Reagan Youth,
The Modern Lovers,
Cheater Slicks,
Fat Boys,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Lightning Bolt,
Rotary Connection,
The Motions,
David McCallum,
T.S.O.L.,
The Neon Judgement,
Jeff Mills,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
One Last Wish,
The Mighty Diamonds,
cv313,
The Searchers,
Johnny Clarke,
John Foxx,
Parry Music,
Chrome,
Procol Harum,
Todd Rundgren,
Model 500,
These Immortal Souls,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
DJ Style,
Sällskapet,
Yellowson,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Idris Muhammad,
X-101,
KRS-One,
Symarip,
The Mummies,
Bad Manners,
Arthur Verocai,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Moby Grape,
Tubeway Army,
FM Einheit,
Althea and Donna,
Talk Talk,
Henry Cow,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Pere Ubu,
The Blackbyrds,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Rapeman,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Erykah Badu,
Urselle,
June of 44,
Yazoo,
The Birthday Party,
China Crisis,
Bill Wells,
Skarface,
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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.