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 Marshall Islands and from Bremen.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 Donald Fagen 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 Glambeats Corp. to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Zero Boys. All the underground hits.
All Kevin Saunderson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Blake Baxter 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Germs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Copeland,
Pole,
Lou Christie,
D'Angelo,
This Heat,
Erykah Badu,
The Move,
Moss Icon,
Glambeats Corp.,
Sight & Sound,
Lou Reed,
The Wake,
Trumans Water,
Khruangbin,
Lyres,
The Dirtbombs,
Goldenarms,
Severed Heads,
Supertramp,
Pantytec,
Eve St. Jones,
the Human League,
Terry Callier,
Juan Atkins,
The Durutti Column,
Neu!,
The Gap Band,
Deepchord,
Minnie Riperton,
Sarah Menescal,
Neil Young,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Mantronix,
Josef K,
Soulsonic Force,
Henry Cow,
Reagan Youth,
Tom Boy,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Subhumans,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Theoretical Girls,
Kaleidoscope,
Kool Moe Dee,
Saccharine Trust,
The Evens,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Cymande,
Joensuu 1685,
Flamin' Groovies,
Moby Grape,
Michelle Simonal,
The Neon Judgement,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
David McCallum,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Babytalk,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Albert Ayler,
Sound Behaviour,
Suicide,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud.
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.