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 Syria and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Ultramagnetic MC's to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Goldenarms. All the underground hits.
All Depeche Mode tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mojo Men record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deakin,
Subhumans,
The Offenders,
Grauzone,
The Music Machine,
The Stooges,
Soul Sonic Force,
Liliput,
Yaz,
Gong,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
T.S.O.L.,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Roxette,
Minny Pops,
DNA,
Eve St. Jones,
Black Pus,
The Dirtbombs,
kango's stein massive,
David McCallum,
Wings,
Simply Red,
Scan 7,
Rhythm & Sound,
Ludus,
The Shadows of Knight,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bad Manners,
Gabor Szabo,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Robert Hood,
The Cosmic Jokers,
China Crisis,
The Angels of Light,
Glenn Branca,
The Monochrome Set,
New Order,
Kurtis Blow,
Zapp,
Hashim,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Associates,
Sister Nancy,
Aural Exciters,
Rakim,
Fluxion,
T. Rex,
Khruangbin,
Technova,
Max Romeo,
Cal Tjader,
Roger Hodgson,
Au Pairs,
The Golliwogs,
Pantytec,
Y Pants,
Altered Images,
The Dead C,
Kevin Saunderson,
Roy Ayers,
Trumans Water,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish.
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.