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 Luxembourg and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 sitar 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 Bang on a Can All-Stars to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Jeff Lynne. All the underground hits.
All Maleditus Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ronan 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Loose Ends record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb 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?
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Kayak,
The Durutti Column,
The Golliwogs,
Rhythm & Sound,
Sparks,
Lightning Bolt,
Pole,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
CMW,
Ossler,
Ice-T,
The Evens,
Black Bananas,
James Chance & The Contortions,
John Foxx,
Stiv Bators,
Nils Olav,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Litter,
Pet Shop Boys,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Max Romeo,
Cymande,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Ultra Naté,
Deadbeat,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Ash Ra Tempel,
D'Angelo,
Mantronix,
New Age Steppers,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Names,
The Moleskins,
Maleditus Sound,
Talk Talk,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Robert Wyatt,
Fatback Band,
Pantaleimon,
The Alarm Clocks,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Niagra,
Model 500,
Glambeats Corp.,
Q and Not U,
Bang On A Can,
Derrick May,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
DNA,
Todd Terry,
Hardrive,
Ultravox,
Throbbing Gristle,
Suicide,
Crash Course in Science,
Q65,
Shoche,
Harpers Bizarre, Harpers Bizarre, Harpers Bizarre, Harpers Bizarre.
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.