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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Soft Machine to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 OOIOO. All the underground hits.
All Amon Düül tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Franke 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ludus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jimmy McGriff,
The Modern Lovers,
Yazoo,
Soft Machine,
Connie Case,
Roxette,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Livin' Joy,
Johnny Osbourne,
Eric Copeland,
Rufus Thomas,
ABC,
Delon & Dalcan,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Fortunes,
Lakeside,
Warsaw,
The Electric Prunes,
The Monks,
Girls At Our Best!,
Brick,
Alison Limerick,
Inner City,
Morten Harket,
The Divine Comedy,
The Fuzztones,
Deakin,
Traffic Nightmare,
Youth Brigade,
Fluxion,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Babytalk,
Agitation Free,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Simply Red,
Mary Jane Girls,
Roger Hodgson,
Gang of Four,
Kerrie Biddell,
Essential Logic,
the Human League,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Kayak,
Q65,
10cc,
Rekid,
Pulsallama,
Sister Nancy,
Fela Kuti,
The Gories,
Cal Tjader,
Barbara Tucker,
These Immortal Souls,
Throbbing Gristle,
It's A Beautiful Day,
X-102,
Moss Icon,
Lungfish,
Hashim,
8 Eyed Spy,
Ash Ra Tempel,
ABBA, ABBA, ABBA, ABBA.
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.