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 Finland and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Raincoats to the rap 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 Warren Ellis. All the underground hits.
All Deakin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Intrusion 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aswad record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mars,
Ultra Naté,
John Coltrane,
Bobby Sherman,
UT,
Matthew Halsall,
In Retrospect,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Minor Threat,
Slave,
Shuggie Otis,
kango's stein massive,
Goldenarms,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Public Enemy,
Qualms,
The Fortunes,
Joyce Sims,
Make Up,
Pussy Galore,
Cluster,
Mission of Burma,
Lindisfarne,
Glenn Branca,
Sonic Youth,
The Divine Comedy,
Adolescents,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Joe Finger,
Zero Boys,
Banda Bassotti,
Roy Ayers,
Susan Cadogan,
Godley & Creme,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
This Heat,
Iggy Pop,
Joey Negro,
Yusef Lateef,
Cal Tjader,
H. Thieme,
Kerrie Biddell,
the Germs,
Scrapy,
Stereo Dub,
Thompson Twins,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Barrington Levy,
Mark Hollis,
Eve St. Jones,
Deepchord,
Spandau Ballet,
Kayak,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Gladiators,
Toni Rubio,
Robert Hood,
Flash Fearless,
Nico,
Section 25,
Ossler,
Unwound,
Babytalk,
Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc..
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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.