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 Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Matthew Bourne to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Kango’s Stein Massive. All the underground hits.
All Andrew Hill tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lizzy Mercier Descloux record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Angels of Light record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Todd Terry,
The Red Krayola,
Tom Boy,
Maleditus Sound,
New York Dolls,
Boz Scaggs,
These Immortal Souls,
DJ Style,
Sällskapet,
Camberwell Now,
MC5,
Deepchord,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
the Sonics,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
DNA,
Tomorrow,
Skarface,
Altered Images,
The Zeros,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Deadbeat,
Negative Approach,
Pantaleimon,
Jesper Dahlback,
the Swans,
The Monochrome Set,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Silicon Teens,
Marine Girls,
Sight & Sound,
Jimmy McGriff,
Visage,
Leonard Cohen,
Minor Threat,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Modern Lovers,
Camouflage,
Morten Harket,
The Doors,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Jeru the Damaja,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Simply Red,
Technova,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Sonic Youth,
Moebius,
Bobbi Humphrey,
ABBA,
The Walker Brothers,
Essential Logic,
The Techniques,
Don Cherry,
Robert Wyatt,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Alphaville,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Cheater Slicks,
Bizarre Inc.,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Organ,
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.