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 Vanuatu and from Salvador.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Eurythmics to the jazz 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 Gregory Isaacs. All the underground hits.
All Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harpers Bizarre record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 snare and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Skatalites record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Golliwogs,
Clear Light,
Dark Day,
Marshall Jefferson,
Skriet,
Davy DMX,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Slackers,
The Vogues,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Sun Ra,
The Count Five,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Visage,
In Retrospect,
The Five Americans,
Fad Gadget,
Soft Cell,
Television Personalities,
Simply Red,
Rosa Yemen,
Anthony Braxton,
X-101,
Bush Tetras,
Pylon,
The Dirtbombs,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Theoretical Girls,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Barry Ungar,
Los Fastidios,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Qualms,
Kenny Larkin,
Amon Düül,
Ice-T,
Pagans,
Harry Pussy,
Minutemen,
Joyce Sims,
The Gladiators,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Archie Shepp,
David Axelrod,
Section 25,
Gabor Szabo,
Slick Rick,
Eden Ahbez,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Public Enemy,
Lower 48,
Jacob Miller,
Grey Daturas,
Black Bananas,
Nick Fraelich,
Gang Green,
Pharoah Sanders,
Pussy Galore,
Ornette Coleman,
Anakelly,
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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.