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 Jamaica and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Spokane.
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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Alphaville to the techno 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 Pylon. All the underground hits.
All The Residents tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ralphi Rosario 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a synthesizer 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 synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Freddie Wadling,
Flash Fearless,
Essential Logic,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Accadde A,
Loose Ends,
Henry Cow,
Bobby Sherman,
World's Most,
Make Up,
Susan Cadogan,
Sandy B,
LL Cool J,
The Skatalites,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Alphaville,
Gabor Szabo,
Rhythm & Sound,
DJ Sneak,
Sister Nancy,
Terry Callier,
Cheater Slicks,
Fugazi,
Brass Construction,
The Saints,
Average White Band,
The Move,
Boredoms,
T. Rex,
Charles Mingus,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Doobie Brothers,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Swans,
Soul Sonic Force,
Malaria!,
Bang On A Can,
Aloha Tigers,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Black Dice,
Gerry Rafferty,
Trumans Water,
Sun Ra,
Young Marble Giants,
Yellowson,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Crash Course in Science,
The Martian,
The Associates,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Chris Corsano,
Eurythmics,
Lyres,
Black Bananas,
Soul II Soul,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Matthew Halsall,
Easy Going,
Deadbeat,
Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland.
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.