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 Guyana and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Lagos.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Roger Hodgson to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Monolake. All the underground hits.
All Y Pants tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Section 25 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Boz Scaggs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scion,
Subhumans,
Fela Kuti,
Isaac Hayes,
Bad Manners,
Von Mondo,
Dark Day,
The Techniques,
Radio Birdman,
Black Sheep,
Todd Rundgren,
Skriet,
Das Ding,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Soul II Soul,
Monolake,
Toni Rubio,
The Slackers,
Pantytec,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Letta Mbulu,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Rites of Spring,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Scrapy,
Boogie Down Productions,
Vainqueur,
Yazoo,
the Swans,
Erykah Badu,
Sun Ra,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
10cc,
Zero Boys,
Y Pants,
Scott Walker,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Au Pairs,
The Buckinghams,
Bootsy Collins,
Sound Behaviour,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Nils Olav,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Suburban Knight,
Steve Hackett,
Pole,
Mo-Dettes,
Jeru the Damaja,
The J.B.'s,
Ultimate Spinach,
Radiopuhelimet,
Chrome,
Mars,
The Index,
Dennis Brown,
Arab on Radar,
Marcia Griffiths,
Brothers Johnson,
Bobby Womack,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Black Dice, The Black Dice, The Black Dice, The Black Dice.
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.