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 France and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 linndrum 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 Kango’s Stein Massive to the jazz 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 Moss Icon. All the underground hits.
All Erasure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Matthew Halsall record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Kurtis Blow,
Crooked Eye,
The Human League,
Lalo Schifrin,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
the Sonics,
Icehouse,
Lyres,
Average White Band,
Metal Thangz,
Rod Modell,
John Lydon,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Red Krayola,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Sonics,
Jeru the Damaja,
Visage,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Golliwogs,
Pagans,
Jawbox,
The Zeros,
Grauzone,
Eric B and Rakim,
Delon & Dalcan,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Lightning Bolt,
John Cale,
One Last Wish,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Lakeside,
Clear Light,
Electric Prunes,
The Grass Roots,
Ohio Players,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Kayak,
Agent Orange,
Saccharine Trust,
Marvin Gaye,
Pole,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Pantaleimon,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Black Pus,
Roxy Music,
Tropical Tobacco,
Roger Hodgson,
Joyce Sims,
Royal Trux,
The Doobie Brothers,
Matthew Halsall,
Infiniti,
Radiohead,
Derrick May,
Oblivians,
Das Ding,
Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken.
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.