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 Paraguay and from Houston.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
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 Tim Buckley to the rap 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 Y Pants. All the underground hits.
All Qualms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Beau Brummels 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Age Steppers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Lynne,
The Happenings,
Ornette Coleman,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Mr. Review,
Black Pus,
Johnny Osbourne,
Connie Case,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
In Retrospect,
Flash Fearless,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Moby Grape,
Erasure,
Man Eating Sloth,
Donny Hathaway,
David Bowie,
Television,
The Gories,
The Associates,
Crispian St. Peters,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Misunderstood,
Lindisfarne,
The Blues Magoos,
The Gladiators,
Cybotron,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Gregory Isaacs,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Mo-Dettes,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Lakeside,
Wolf Eyes,
The Barracudas,
Kool Moe Dee,
Saccharine Trust,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Q and Not U,
The J.B.'s,
Shoche,
Cecil Taylor,
Niagra,
Joensuu 1685,
Franke,
The Birthday Party,
Spoonie Gee,
Dawn Penn,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Leaves,
Shuggie Otis,
DJ Sneak,
H. Thieme,
The Durutti Column,
Joyce Sims,
Model 500,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Sonny Sharrock,
Soulsonic Force,
Soft Cell,
The Saints,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Desert Stars, Desert Stars, Desert Stars, Desert Stars.
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.