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 Lesotho and from Halifax.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 The Detroit Cobras to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Martian. All the underground hits.
All Darondo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David Bowie 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delta 5 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gerry Rafferty,
Agitation Free,
The Cure,
The Pretty Things,
Marvin Gaye,
K-Klass,
Max Romeo,
H. Thieme,
Section 25,
X-102,
Iggy Pop,
The Red Krayola,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Banda Bassotti,
The Blues Magoos,
Hardrive,
Absolute Body Control,
Camouflage,
Robert Hood,
Matthew Bourne,
Public Image Ltd.,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Fugs,
Parry Music,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Faraquet,
David Axelrod,
Duran Duran,
Audionom,
Fort Wilson Riot,
the Normal,
Das Ding,
cv313,
Moss Icon,
DJ Style,
Lower 48,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
T.S.O.L.,
Minor Threat,
The Remains,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Circle Jerks,
Altered Images,
Bizarre Inc.,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Real Kids,
Derrick May,
Blancmange,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Monks,
Isaac Hayes,
Liliput,
The Sonics,
The Evens,
Fugazi,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Crime,
Procol Harum,
Wire,
Aaron Thompson,
Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis.
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.