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 Spain and from Cairo.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 linndrum 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 Eli Mardock to the techno 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 The Golliwogs. All the underground hits.
All Brass Construction tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Circle Jerks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Electric Light Orchestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barclay James Harvest,
Ronan,
Outsiders,
Rotary Connection,
Quadrant,
The Litter,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Infiniti,
World's Most,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Hoover,
Smog,
Connie Case,
Matthew Bourne,
Neu!,
Blake Baxter,
Moss Icon,
Deakin,
Bob Dylan,
Patti Smith,
The Golliwogs,
Robert Wyatt,
Leonard Cohen,
Sound Behaviour,
The Electric Prunes,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Echospace,
Simply Red,
Alphaville,
Saccharine Trust,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Ronnie Foster,
Godley & Creme,
Monks,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Gories,
Underground Resistance,
John Coltrane,
Bush Tetras,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Rhythm & Sound,
R.M.O.,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Joe Smooth,
Morten Harket,
Model 500,
New Age Steppers,
The Invisible,
The Last Poets,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Gang of Four,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Mr. Review,
The Shadows of Knight,
Howard Jones,
Easy Going,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Second Layer, Second Layer, Second Layer, Second Layer.
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.