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 Turkey and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Scan 7 to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Thinking Fellers Union Local 282. All the underground hits.
All Ten City tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Second Layer 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kayak record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gastr Del Sol,
Mandrill,
Leonard Cohen,
Dawn Penn,
Arthur Verocai,
Davy DMX,
Amon Düül II,
Jawbox,
EPMD,
Talk Talk,
Alphaville,
Colin Newman,
Lungfish,
Massinfluence,
Bizarre Inc.,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Glambeats Corp.,
Icehouse,
Terrestrial Tones,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Scan 7,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Negative Approach,
Gang Starr,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Adolescents,
Minnie Riperton,
Boz Scaggs,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Royal Trux,
Mantronix,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Moebius,
Sandy B,
The Fall,
Gerry Rafferty,
Kas Product,
Josef K,
Youth Brigade,
Eddi Front,
JFA,
Mad Mike,
Zapp,
Shuggie Otis,
Ultravox,
Deepchord,
Fugazi,
Panda Bear,
A Certain Ratio,
Absolute Body Control,
The Motions,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Black Moon,
The Music Machine,
Whodini,
Bluetip,
The Golliwogs,
Babytalk,
the Human League,
ABC, ABC, ABC, ABC.
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.