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 Madagascar and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Black Pus to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Brick. All the underground hits.
All The Seeds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Au Pairs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grandmaster Flash record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ohio Players,
Audionom,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Yusef Lateef,
Agent Orange,
Althea and Donna,
KRS-One,
Can,
The Detroit Cobras,
Marcia Griffiths,
Au Pairs,
Spandau Ballet,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Warsaw,
Man Eating Sloth,
Pierre Henry,
Oblivians,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Jeff Mills,
Shoche,
Surgeon,
Symarip,
Negative Approach,
the Normal,
Johnny Osbourne,
John Foxx,
PIL,
Zapp,
Bobby Sherman,
Average White Band,
Derrick May,
Model 500,
Country Teasers,
Soulsonic Force,
Ludus,
Kool Moe Dee,
Parry Music,
The Vogues,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Public Enemy,
Throbbing Gristle,
Sex Pistols,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Q65,
the Association,
Technova,
Circle Jerks,
Chris Corsano,
Man Parrish,
Absolute Body Control,
Gastr Del Sol,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Smog,
Marc Almond,
Al Stewart,
Slave,
Cal Tjader,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Aswad,
Maleditus Sound,
Section 25,
Ponytail,
Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities.
You don't know what you really want.
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.