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 Fiji and from Houston.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Depeche Mode to the grime 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 Khruangbin. All the underground hits.
All Radio Birdman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pylon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 güiro and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Tremeloes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Easy Going,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Skatalites,
Bill Near,
ABBA,
Amon Düül II,
Pet Shop Boys,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Mark Hollis,
Rotary Connection,
Peter and Kerry,
One Last Wish,
Idris Muhammad,
Das Ding,
Qualms,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
La Düsseldorf,
Harpers Bizarre,
Severed Heads,
Alton Ellis,
The American Breed,
The Doors,
Ossler,
Electric Prunes,
The Gladiators,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Vladislav Delay,
Charles Mingus,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Massinfluence,
Sandy B,
Terry Callier,
Echospace,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Tom Boy,
Circle Jerks,
Nas,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Standells,
Dawn Penn,
Scientists,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Blake Baxter,
Khruangbin,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Visage,
Guru Guru,
Bill Wells,
Amon Düül,
Pagans,
Danielle Patucci,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Davy DMX,
LL Cool J,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Pere Ubu,
The Shadows of Knight,
Marvin Gaye,
The Offenders,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.