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 South Africa and from Lyon.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Offenders to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Laurel Aitken. All the underground hits.
All The Cosmic Jokers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Patti Smith record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a guitar 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 808 and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Kevin Saunderson,
Toni Rubio,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Dorothy Ashby,
Khruangbin,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Johnny Osbourne,
Gabor Szabo,
The Standells,
Scott Walker,
Liliput,
Kayak,
New York Dolls,
Scientists,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Au Pairs,
The J.B.'s,
The Buckinghams,
Yazoo,
Los Fastidios,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Derrick May,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Parry Music,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
H. Thieme,
Heaven 17,
The Smoke,
Bang On A Can,
Trumans Water,
A Certain Ratio,
Alison Limerick,
Simply Red,
Judy Mowatt,
The Gladiators,
Scion,
Sonny Sharrock,
Brass Construction,
Saccharine Trust,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Quadrant,
The Associates,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Brick,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Idris Muhammad,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Arthur Verocai,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Kurtis Blow,
Wings,
Rites of Spring,
Skriet,
Procol Harum,
LL Cool J,
Boredoms,
Aural Exciters,
Robert Görl,
Delon & Dalcan,
Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers.
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.