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 Beijing.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the sitar 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 The Beau Brummels to the punk 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 The Kinks. All the underground hits.
All The Star Department tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Interpol 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Babytalk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ten City,
the Human League,
The Offenders,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Echospace,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Carl Craig,
Heaven 17,
Colin Newman,
China Crisis,
Hasil Adkins,
Reuben Wilson,
Anakelly,
Nation of Ulysses,
Sight & Sound,
The Gladiators,
Lakeside,
Thompson Twins,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Derrick Morgan,
Toni Rubio,
Bob Dylan,
Youth Brigade,
Faraquet,
The J.B.'s,
The Gun Club,
The Residents,
Duran Duran,
Pussy Galore,
Tomorrow,
K-Klass,
The Searchers,
The Dirtbombs,
Bang On A Can,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Surgeon,
Avey Tare,
Quantec,
Hoover,
Glambeats Corp.,
Inner City,
Vladislav Delay,
Funky Four + One,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Golliwogs,
Lalann,
AZ,
The Dave Clark Five,
Bad Manners,
Freddie Wadling,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Siglo XX,
Connie Case,
Scrapy,
The Black Dice,
X-101,
It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day.
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.