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 Vanuatu and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Wire to the funk 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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz. All the underground hits.
All Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grauzone record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Massinfluence record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aural Exciters,
Terry Callier,
Reagan Youth,
Pylon,
Man Eating Sloth,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Ralphi Rosario,
Marcia Griffiths,
Stereo Dub,
Warsaw,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Das Ding,
Eurythmics,
Dual Sessions,
Steve Hackett,
The Standells,
Nation of Ulysses,
Swell Maps,
David McCallum,
Pierre Henry,
The Detroit Cobras,
Public Image Ltd.,
John Cale,
Gang of Four,
Delon & Dalcan,
Warren Ellis,
June Days,
The Invisible,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Man Parrish,
Sonic Youth,
Robert Görl,
Talk Talk,
Harpers Bizarre,
LL Cool J,
The Moleskins,
Amon Düül II,
Porter Ricks,
Quando Quango,
Average White Band,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Matthew Bourne,
Lyres,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Kayak,
Hashim,
Eve St. Jones,
The Wake,
Slick Rick,
Smog,
a-ha,
Von Mondo,
Whodini,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Qualms,
The Velvet Underground,
The Electric Prunes,
The Black Dice,
FM Einheit,
Youth Brigade,
Gastr Del Sol,
ABC,
China Crisis,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience.
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.