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 Cape Verde and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
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 Motorama to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Blues Magoos. All the underground hits.
All Wasted Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeff Lynne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Loose Ends record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scratch Acid,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Dark Day,
Reagan Youth,
David Axelrod,
Peter & Gordon,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Stereo Dub,
Marc Almond,
Eric B and Rakim,
Masters at Work,
Yaz,
Alison Limerick,
Von Mondo,
Bauhaus,
The Techniques,
Gabor Szabo,
Curtis Mayfield,
Aaron Thompson,
John Holt,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Nas,
Soft Machine,
Mark Hollis,
L. Decosne,
New Age Steppers,
Can,
The Fuzztones,
Charles Mingus,
Erasure,
The Young Rascals,
Stockholm Monsters,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Severed Heads,
48th St. Collective,
The Cure,
Avey Tare,
Zero Boys,
Robert Wyatt,
Subhumans,
Man Eating Sloth,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Camouflage,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Michelle Simonal,
Alton Ellis,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Quadrant,
Tom Boy,
Inner City,
The Vogues,
Josef K,
Gastr Del Sol,
Erykah Badu,
Camberwell Now,
Donny Hathaway,
The Misunderstood,
Porter Ricks,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog.
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.