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 Cambodia and from Portland.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 The Five Americans to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Jeff Lynne. All the underground hits.
All Stiv Bators tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Sheep record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 clarinet and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thompson Twins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Byron Stingily,
kango's stein massive,
Joyce Sims,
Public Image Ltd.,
Youth Brigade,
The Durutti Column,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Simply Red,
Beasts of Bourbon,
K-Klass,
L. Decosne,
Pere Ubu,
PIL,
Black Bananas,
Eurythmics,
Khruangbin,
The Black Dice,
Davy DMX,
Joey Negro,
The Blues Magoos,
Shuggie Otis,
Symarip,
Ralphi Rosario,
Soulsonic Force,
Make Up,
The Buckinghams,
Johnny Osbourne,
Q and Not U,
Lightning Bolt,
Lakeside,
The Young Rascals,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Moleskins,
LL Cool J,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Basic Channel,
The Count Five,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Robert Görl,
Cal Tjader,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Angels of Light,
Barclay James Harvest,
Rotary Connection,
the Germs,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Echospace,
The Slackers,
Laurel Aitken,
Negative Approach,
Eli Mardock,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Yazoo,
Television,
the Sonics,
Urselle,
Eve St. Jones,
Grauzone,
Barry Ungar,
The Sonics,
Babytalk,
Ten City,
DeepChord presents Echospace, DeepChord presents Echospace, DeepChord presents Echospace, DeepChord presents Echospace.
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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.