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 San Marino and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Erasure to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Marmalade. All the underground hits.
All The Monochrome Set tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every PIL record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 an organ and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a A Certain Ratio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stereo Dub,
Robert Görl,
Easy Going,
Ultravox,
Flipper,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The United States of America,
Moss Icon,
Jeff Lynne,
The Blues Magoos,
Blossom Toes,
Matthew Bourne,
ABC,
Jandek,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Pop Group,
Tears for Fears,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Move,
James White and The Blacks,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Nation of Ulysses,
Lebanon Hanover,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The New Christs,
The Mummies,
Lucky Dragons,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Rotary Connection,
The Wake,
Q65,
The Detroit Cobras,
Neil Young,
Eric B and Rakim,
Nick Fraelich,
Sex Pistols,
Henry Cow,
Fluxion,
Jacques Brel,
The Young Rascals,
the Human League,
Pussy Galore,
Sight & Sound,
Magma,
Shoche,
New Order,
Patti Smith,
The Divine Comedy,
X-Ray Spex,
Can,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Ronnie Foster,
The Victims,
The Velvet Underground,
Amon Düül II,
Swell Maps,
Blake Baxter,
Agent Orange,
Hashim,
X-102,
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.