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 Algeria and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in 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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 harpsichord 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 Iggy Pop to the grime 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 Sugar Minott. All the underground hits.
All Silicon Teens tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Surgeon 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud 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?
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
New Order,
Chris & Cosey,
Moebius,
Alton Ellis,
Kurtis Blow,
The Gap Band,
Steve Hackett,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Gang Gang Dance,
Lakeside,
Dead Boys,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
World's Most,
Marshall Jefferson,
Howard Jones,
Boredoms,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Fad Gadget,
Reuben Wilson,
Aswad,
The Trojans,
These Immortal Souls,
John Cale,
Roger Hodgson,
Susan Cadogan,
The Associates,
Robert Wyatt,
The Offenders,
Index,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Marmalade,
Unwound,
L. Decosne,
Gang Green,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Von Mondo,
DNA,
Max Romeo,
The Fire Engines,
The Angels of Light,
Dave Gahan,
Amon Düül,
Ronan,
Ash Ra Tempel,
E-Dancer,
Stetsasonic,
Deakin,
Skriet,
Rites of Spring,
Absolute Body Control,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Brass Construction,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Negative Approach,
Nick Fraelich,
Andrew Hill,
Sällskapet,
T. Rex,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Fugazi,
Nico,
James White and The Blacks,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five.
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.