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 Finland and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the oboe 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 Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane to the electroclash 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 Kerrie Biddell. All the underground hits.
All This Heat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jacob Miller record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roxette,
Rod Modell,
The Birthday Party,
Camouflage,
Pet Shop Boys,
Nirvana,
The Smoke,
The Trojans,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Ultimate Spinach,
Franke,
The Searchers,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Soul II Soul,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Nik Kershaw,
Dual Sessions,
Kas Product,
CMW,
Kerri Chandler,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Radio Birdman,
Dark Day,
The Techniques,
H. Thieme,
The Doobie Brothers,
Altered Images,
The Martian,
Rites of Spring,
The Gap Band,
David Axelrod,
Slick Rick,
Kool Moe Dee,
OOIOO,
Oblivians,
The Star Department,
Television,
Derrick Morgan,
The Shadows of Knight,
Royal Trux,
Magma,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Soulsonic Force,
Barrington Levy,
Agent Orange,
Intrusion,
Juan Atkins,
Johnny Clarke,
Depeche Mode,
Qualms,
Supertramp,
Shuggie Otis,
L. Decosne,
The American Breed,
Accadde A,
a-ha,
Bush Tetras,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
New Age Steppers,
Stockholm Monsters,
Gang Gang Dance,
Morten Harket,
Stetsasonic, Stetsasonic, Stetsasonic, Stetsasonic.
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.