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 Macedonia and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Accra.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
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 Barclay James Harvest to the grunge 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 Ken Boothe. All the underground hits.
All Joey Negro tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jimmy McGriff 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a De La Soul & Jungle Brothers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lalo Schifrin,
Bill Wells,
Marcia Griffiths,
Metal Thangz,
10cc,
David Bowie,
Marmalade,
Tim Buckley,
Mary Jane Girls,
Blake Baxter,
Godley & Creme,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Blackbyrds,
Electric Prunes,
The Buckinghams,
Swell Maps,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Index,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Vogues,
Colin Newman,
Mission of Burma,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Robert Wyatt,
Amon Düül II,
Deepchord,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Sister Nancy,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Second Layer,
Glambeats Corp.,
Derrick Morgan,
The Smiths,
Motorama,
The Litter,
Spoonie Gee,
Iggy Pop,
Crime,
The Monochrome Set,
Black Bananas,
The J.B.'s,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Public Enemy,
Buzzcocks,
Freddie Wadling,
Pylon,
Goldenarms,
Joensuu 1685,
Flamin' Groovies,
Outsiders,
Neu!,
Bluetip,
The Electric Prunes,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Quantec, Quantec, Quantec, Quantec.
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.