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 Thailand and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Lyon.
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 mellotron 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 Leonard Cohen to the grunge 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 Mad Mike. All the underground hits.
All Sixth Finger tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scan 7 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roger Hodgson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lalann,
LL Cool J,
Kas Product,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Quantec,
L. Decosne,
Animal Collective,
Adolescents,
Tres Demented,
Aaron Thompson,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Seeds,
Joensuu 1685,
48th St. Collective,
Main Source,
MDC,
Procol Harum,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Gang of Four,
Silicon Teens,
Accadde A,
Leonard Cohen,
Kayak,
UT,
Ultra Naté,
Throbbing Gristle,
Moebius,
Moby Grape,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Donny Hathaway,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Prince Buster,
Judy Mowatt,
Marshall Jefferson,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Bauhaus,
Ossler,
Icehouse,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Hashim,
Sun City Girls,
The Offenders,
Minny Pops,
Niagra,
Brothers Johnson,
Blake Baxter,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Reagan Youth,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Terrestrial Tones,
the Soft Cell,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Blancmange,
Organ,
Stiv Bators,
Skaos,
Country Teasers,
The Happenings,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Letta Mbulu,
Monks, Monks, Monks, Monks.
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.