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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Columbus.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Wings to the dance 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 Pussy Galore. All the underground hits.
All Yazoo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lakeside record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 chamberlin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kevin Saunderson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lakeside,
Das Ding,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Searchers,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Sparks,
AZ,
Sällskapet,
The Moody Blues,
Interpol,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
L. Decosne,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Circle Jerks,
The Five Americans,
Lee Hazlewood,
This Heat,
Mark Hollis,
Donny Hathaway,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Blossom Toes,
Lalann,
The Index,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Isaac Hayes,
Adolescents,
Bobby Byrd,
Intrusion,
Whodini,
the Human League,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Harpers Bizarre,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Khruangbin,
Toni Rubio,
Carl Craig,
The Fugs,
a-ha,
The Vogues,
The Barracudas,
Pussy Galore,
June Days,
Crispy Ambulance,
Inner City,
Lungfish,
Aswad,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Flesh Eaters,
Monks,
Robert Wyatt,
Metal Thangz,
The Moleskins,
Eli Mardock,
Rhythm & Sound,
New Order,
Jawbox,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Neu!,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
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.