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 Kuwait and from Halifax.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Stockholm.
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 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 Michael McDonald 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 Barclay James Harvest to the rap 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 The Zeros. All the underground hits.
All Hoover tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eden Ahbez 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 marimba and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Easy Going 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?
U.S. Maple,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Gerry Rafferty,
Brass Construction,
Pole,
Arthur Verocai,
Tim Buckley,
Metal Thangz,
The Techniques,
Average White Band,
Laurel Aitken,
Harmonia,
Jesper Dahlback,
the Bar-Kays,
Au Pairs,
Isaac Hayes,
Quadrant,
Rosa Yemen,
Supertramp,
Flipper,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Archie Shepp,
Mark Hollis,
Main Source,
Chrome,
New York Dolls,
Popol Vuh,
China Crisis,
Crime,
The Walker Brothers,
Intrusion,
Morten Harket,
Eli Mardock,
Siglo XX,
Cluster,
Gang Gang Dance,
Television Personalities,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Newcleus,
Tommy Roe,
Icehouse,
Dawn Penn,
Bob Dylan,
Qualms,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Faraquet,
Make Up,
Roxy Music,
One Last Wish,
Tropical Tobacco,
Al Stewart,
Porter Ricks,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
This Heat,
Hardrive,
Altered Images,
R.M.O.,
Bootsy Collins,
Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo.
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.