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 Glasgow.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 L. Decosne to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Bush Tetras. All the underground hits.
All Q and Not U tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 10cc record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Loose Ends record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Danielle Patucci,
Sonny Sharrock,
Visage,
D'Angelo,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Roy Ayers,
Agitation Free,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Second Layer,
Quando Quango,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Essential Logic,
Skaos,
Technova,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Can,
Guru Guru,
Camberwell Now,
Terrestrial Tones,
June of 44,
The Wake,
The Monks,
Massinfluence,
Roxy Music,
Fear,
John Lydon,
Con Funk Shun,
Rites of Spring,
Todd Rundgren,
Schoolly D,
The Techniques,
Hoover,
Kaleidoscope,
The Tremeloes,
Organ,
Bobby Womack,
cv313,
Panda Bear,
Television,
Darondo,
Matthew Bourne,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Bluetip,
Gang Green,
X-Ray Spex,
Zapp,
Scientists,
Talk Talk,
World's Most,
Subhumans,
Kas Product,
The Fire Engines,
Zero Boys,
Sister Nancy,
Lou Reed,
The Black Dice,
Laurel Aitken,
The Dirtbombs,
The Detroit Cobras,
Terry Callier,
The Misunderstood,
the Soft Cell, the Soft Cell, the Soft Cell, the Soft Cell.
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.