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 Armenia and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
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 Drexciya to the jazz 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 Skriet. All the underground hits.
All Franke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Flag 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 linndrum and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Litter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
La Düsseldorf,
Jeff Lynne,
Leonard Cohen,
Terrestrial Tones,
Pierre Henry,
The Sonics,
Newcleus,
Young Marble Giants,
Television Personalities,
The Associates,
X-101,
Suicide,
Surgeon,
Arthur Verocai,
Sonny Sharrock,
Kurtis Blow,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Robert Hood,
Glambeats Corp.,
Electric Prunes,
The Fortunes,
Al Stewart,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Make Up,
the Sonics,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Maleditus Sound,
Letta Mbulu,
Hoover,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Black Sheep,
Gong,
The Litter,
Fear,
Country Teasers,
Boredoms,
The Offenders,
Eurythmics,
Scion,
Organ,
The Shadows of Knight,
Minny Pops,
Pylon,
Carl Craig,
Los Fastidios,
Stetsasonic,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Slits,
Yellowson,
Tom Boy,
Alison Limerick,
Bootsy Collins,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Zapp,
Khruangbin,
Colin Newman,
Swans,
Neil Young,
Masters at Work,
Deadbeat,
The Slackers,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Moby Grape, Moby Grape, Moby Grape, Moby Grape.
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.