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 Micronesia and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Roxy Music to the rock 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 Jerry's Kids. All the underground hits.
All Tim Buckley tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vaughan Mason & Crew record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 güiro 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 chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gories,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Banda Bassotti,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Bobby Byrd,
Jacob Miller,
Masters at Work,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Sly & The Family Stone,
New Order,
Nils Olav,
Radiohead,
Stereo Dub,
Pagans,
A Certain Ratio,
The Tremeloes,
Joy Division,
Roy Ayers,
Roxy Music,
Marine Girls,
X-101,
The Mummies,
the Slits,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Depeche Mode,
The Doobie Brothers,
Franke,
Soul Sonic Force,
Anakelly,
In Retrospect,
Magazine,
Mary Jane Girls,
Scott Walker,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Busters,
Yellowson,
Ice-T,
Nation of Ulysses,
Lee Hazlewood,
Tubeway Army,
Cymande,
Kerrie Biddell,
Spandau Ballet,
The Dirtbombs,
The Saints,
Agitation Free,
Easy Going,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Ponytail,
The Young Rascals,
Youth Brigade,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Joe Smooth,
Siglo XX,
The Knickerbockers,
Second Layer,
The Monochrome Set,
Radiopuhelimet,
Neil Young,
Eden Ahbez,
Morten Harket, Morten Harket, Morten Harket, Morten Harket.
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.