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 Maldives and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 organ 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 Echo & the Bunnymen to the jazz 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 Carl Craig. All the underground hits.
All Buzzcocks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Young Rascals record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a a-ha record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Byrd,
Lou Reed,
The Martian,
Rosa Yemen,
Jeff Mills,
Boogie Down Productions,
Alison Limerick,
UT,
MDC,
Tom Boy,
Q65,
Groovy Waters,
Newcleus,
Ultravox,
Saccharine Trust,
Spoonie Gee,
Franke,
The Last Poets,
Television Personalities,
X-101,
Tres Demented,
Ralphi Rosario,
Robert Görl,
Lower 48,
Lou Christie,
Delon & Dalcan,
Josef K,
K-Klass,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Soul II Soul,
T.S.O.L.,
Mission of Burma,
Crime,
The J.B.'s,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Neil Young,
Sexual Harrassment,
Heaven 17,
Connie Case,
Cluster,
Bobby Sherman,
Guru Guru,
Lee Hazlewood,
Intrusion,
Cheater Slicks,
Brothers Johnson,
Bizarre Inc.,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Grauzone,
Eddi Front,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Desert Stars,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Scientists,
Joe Smooth,
Anakelly,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
KRS-One,
Hasil Adkins, Hasil Adkins, Hasil Adkins, Hasil Adkins.
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.