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 Luxembourg and from Calgary.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 mellotron 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 Al Stewart to the punk 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 Archie Shepp. All the underground hits.
All Be Bop Deluxe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harry Pussy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dennis Brown,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Searchers,
Quadrant,
Main Source,
The Young Rascals,
Duran Duran,
Pylon,
Aural Exciters,
Swans,
Peter and Kerry,
Bad Manners,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Audionom,
Aswad,
Barbara Tucker,
the Fania All-Stars,
F. McDonald,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Lebanon Hanover,
Robert Wyatt,
Bobby Hutcherson,
David Bowie,
Infiniti,
The Five Americans,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Sun Ra,
X-101,
Suburban Knight,
Graham Central Station,
Skriet,
Rod Modell,
Bauhaus,
Lou Christie,
Crispy Ambulance,
Chris & Cosey,
The Evens,
The Blues Magoos,
Soul II Soul,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Monochrome Set,
In Retrospect,
The Gories,
Glambeats Corp.,
Trumans Water,
Traffic Nightmare,
Carl Craig,
These Immortal Souls,
The Victims,
Isaac Hayes,
Boogie Down Productions,
Metal Thangz,
Can,
Gong,
Pierre Henry,
Godley & Creme,
Sparks,
Surgeon,
Spandau Ballet,
Freddie Wadling,
Nick Fraelich,
Stiv Bators,
the Soft Cell, the Soft Cell, the Soft Cell, the Soft Cell.
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.