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 Iceland and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 Robert Palmer 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 Mo-Dettes to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Real Kids. All the underground hits.
All Can tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Steve Hackett 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 sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeff Lynne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Funky Four + One,
Marmalade,
Basic Channel,
EPMD,
Jerry's Kids,
The Barracudas,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
John Lydon,
The Doobie Brothers,
Delon & Dalcan,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Sparks,
Kas Product,
Ohio Players,
Isaac Hayes,
The Selecter,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Black Flag,
Byron Stingily,
Altered Images,
Amon Düül II,
Hot Snakes,
Anthony Braxton,
Sarah Menescal,
Deepchord,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Cure,
Ice-T,
Danielle Patucci,
Joy Division,
Siglo XX,
The Zeros,
Tropical Tobacco,
Grey Daturas,
Boz Scaggs,
Funkadelic,
Stockholm Monsters,
Soul Sonic Force,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Eden Ahbez,
John Holt,
Infiniti,
The Grass Roots,
Quadrant,
The Monochrome Set,
New Order,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Todd Rundgren,
Spandau Ballet,
Hasil Adkins,
Groovy Waters,
OOIOO,
Blancmange,
Gastr Del Sol,
Wire,
Morten Harket,
Public Image Ltd.,
LL Cool J,
The Fugs,
Janne Schatter,
Oneida,
Nas, Nas, Nas, Nas.
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.