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 Haiti and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 clarinet 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 Gang Gang Dance 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 Kerrie Biddell. All the underground hits.
All Rites of Spring tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Silicon Teens 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Walker Brothers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Derrick Morgan,
The Neon Judgement,
Radiopuhelimet,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Marvin Gaye,
Symarip,
Tropical Tobacco,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Gun Club,
Spandau Ballet,
Malaria!,
Ohio Players,
Swell Maps,
Gichy Dan,
Pylon,
Soulsonic Force,
Organ,
Rotary Connection,
Donny Hathaway,
John Cale,
Hardrive,
Ornette Coleman,
Jerry's Kids,
Joe Smooth,
Matthew Bourne,
Sister Nancy,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Agent Orange,
Dead Boys,
Massinfluence,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Crispian St. Peters,
Isaac Hayes,
Fat Boys,
T.S.O.L.,
Nick Fraelich,
Harry Pussy,
Skarface,
Arab on Radar,
John Foxx,
Mandrill,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Bobby Sherman,
Quando Quango,
The Barracudas,
Minny Pops,
Popol Vuh,
Bizarre Inc.,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Moleskins,
Outsiders,
Roy Ayers,
Scion,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Roxette,
The Music Machine,
Jandek,
Soul Sonic Force,
X-102,
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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.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.