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 Austria and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 Fat Boys to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Depeche Mode. All the underground hits.
All Dead Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The American Breed record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 a sitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Sherman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Steve Hackett,
Rakim,
Second Layer,
Siglo XX,
Cheater Slicks,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Gang of Four,
The Mighty Diamonds,
PIL,
Sugar Minott,
Crooked Eye,
Alton Ellis,
Traffic Nightmare,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Flipper,
The Last Poets,
The Gap Band,
Joy Division,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Lou Reed,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Aloha Tigers,
The Doobie Brothers,
Bizarre Inc.,
Royal Trux,
Pere Ubu,
Scrapy,
David McCallum,
Essential Logic,
Heaven 17,
Big Daddy Kane,
Goldenarms,
Althea and Donna,
The Cure,
the Normal,
Blancmange,
Dave Gahan,
Scott Walker,
Absolute Body Control,
The Young Rascals,
Glambeats Corp.,
Cymande,
Deakin,
Stereo Dub,
The Motions,
Sällskapet,
Banda Bassotti,
Roger Hodgson,
Make Up,
Gong,
DNA,
Nation of Ulysses,
Joe Smooth,
The Grass Roots,
Glenn Branca,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
David Axelrod,
E-Dancer,
Kas Product,
The Happenings,
Amazonics,
La Düsseldorf,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.