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 Fiji and from Hong Kong.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 linndrum 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 Dave Gahan to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 B.T. Express. All the underground hits.
All Pharoah Sanders tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Massinfluence record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Negative Approach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sunsets and Hearts,
ABC,
Frankie Knuckles,
Brand Nubian,
Brothers Johnson,
The Associates,
Chris & Cosey,
Ossler,
The Evens,
Von Mondo,
The Sonics,
Ultra Naté,
Gong,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Harpers Bizarre,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Basic Channel,
Can,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Matthew Bourne,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Joe Smooth,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Soft Cell,
Skaos,
Alice Coltrane,
James White and The Blacks,
Pagans,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Knickerbockers,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Sound Behaviour,
Joy Division,
Jawbox,
Eli Mardock,
Rapeman,
Mad Mike,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Human League,
Excepter,
Gregory Isaacs,
Toni Rubio,
Letta Mbulu,
10cc,
The Star Department,
Mars,
Japan,
Wolf Eyes,
K-Klass,
Stereo Dub,
Flash Fearless,
The Smoke,
Barrington Levy,
Alison Limerick,
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You don't know what you really want.
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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.