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 Switzerland and from Stockholm.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 linndrum 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 Groovy Waters to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Japan. All the underground hits.
All Delta 5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Michelle Simonal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eric Copeland record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bootsy Collins,
Junior Murvin,
Soft Machine,
The Fortunes,
The Invisible,
Organ,
James White and The Blacks,
The Slits,
Absolute Body Control,
New Age Steppers,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Urselle,
The Angels of Light,
Magazine,
Maurizio,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Sixth Finger,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Grauzone,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Godley & Creme,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Altered Images,
Trumans Water,
Monolake,
Kool Moe Dee,
Essential Logic,
The Associates,
The Fire Engines,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Freddie Wadling,
Hashim,
Marc Almond,
June of 44,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Franke,
Mars,
Grandmaster Flash,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Gun Club,
Eric B and Rakim,
Electric Prunes,
The Pretty Things,
Amazonics,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Amon Düül II,
Mr. Review,
The Shadows of Knight,
Tim Buckley,
Popol Vuh,
The Cowsills,
Funky Four + One,
Lower 48,
New Order,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Darondo,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Dirtbombs, The Dirtbombs, The Dirtbombs, The Dirtbombs.
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.