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 Kenya and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the snare 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 Roy Ayers Ubiquity to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Tim Buckley. All the underground hits.
All The Saints tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Section 25 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an organ 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 mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Normal,
Negative Approach,
the Soft Cell,
The Invisible,
Marine Girls,
The Real Kids,
Gerry Rafferty,
Pantytec,
Pere Ubu,
Big Daddy Kane,
Darondo,
Magma,
Altered Images,
T.S.O.L.,
Avey Tare,
Gang Gang Dance,
Crash Course in Science,
Zapp,
Soft Machine,
Hoover,
Organ,
Peter & Gordon,
Little Man,
H. Thieme,
The United States of America,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Sonic Youth,
Susan Cadogan,
Brass Construction,
Piero Umiliani,
Mars,
The Mummies,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Kayak,
In Retrospect,
Swell Maps,
Maleditus Sound,
Mad Mike,
Fad Gadget,
The Residents,
Joe Smooth,
Bill Wells,
Joensuu 1685,
Brand Nubian,
Con Funk Shun,
Outsiders,
Amon Düül,
Jacob Miller,
MDC,
Blake Baxter,
The Detroit Cobras,
Minutemen,
Basic Channel,
Terrestrial Tones,
Lalo Schifrin,
Nils Olav,
Average White Band,
CMW,
The Knickerbockers,
Henry Cow,
The Cowsills,
Steve Hackett,
Half Japanese,
Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal.
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.