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 Uzbekistan and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the sitar 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 It's A Beautiful Day 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 MC5. All the underground hits.
All Cheater Slicks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Essential Logic 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bluetip record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Delon & Dalcan,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Pop Group,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Crispy Ambulance,
Throbbing Gristle,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Five Americans,
Cal Tjader,
Sixth Finger,
L. Decosne,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
T. Rex,
Negative Approach,
Inner City,
H. Thieme,
Goldenarms,
Heaven 17,
The Evens,
Parry Music,
The Standells,
Erykah Badu,
Das Ding,
Anakelly,
World's Most,
Roger Hodgson,
Reagan Youth,
Avey Tare,
The American Breed,
Panda Bear,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Yellowson,
The Divine Comedy,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Hoover,
Letta Mbulu,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Real Kids,
Peter and Kerry,
X-102,
David Bowie,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Shadows of Knight,
the Fania All-Stars,
Amon Düül,
Arcadia,
The Fugs,
Aloha Tigers,
The Electric Prunes,
La Düsseldorf,
Minor Threat,
Zapp,
Erasure,
Rufus Thomas,
Monks,
Bluetip,
Marcia Griffiths,
Royal Trux,
Man Eating Sloth,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
D'Angelo,
Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd.
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.