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 Tunisia and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 Beijing and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the organ 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 H. Thieme to the crunk 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 Faust. All the underground hits.
All Goldenarms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Chocolate Watch Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Echo & the Bunnymen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neu!,
Dual Sessions,
Althea and Donna,
Shoche,
The Searchers,
Newcleus,
the Swans,
Deepchord,
Skarface,
Laurel Aitken,
Mandrill,
The Modern Lovers,
Funkadelic,
Guru Guru,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Alison Limerick,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Aswad,
Stiv Bators,
Average White Band,
Electric Prunes,
Erykah Badu,
The Techniques,
Letta Mbulu,
Aloha Tigers,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Cecil Taylor,
The Smoke,
Porter Ricks,
Spoonie Gee,
Soulsonic Force,
The Alarm Clocks,
DJ Style,
Quadrant,
Crispy Ambulance,
David Axelrod,
John Foxx,
Dorothy Ashby,
Kerrie Biddell,
Soul II Soul,
Nation of Ulysses,
Lindisfarne,
Flipper,
Sun Ra,
Moebius,
Prince Buster,
Saccharine Trust,
Delta 5,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Sister Nancy,
Crime,
UT,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Moleskins,
kango's stein massive,
Talk Talk,
Underground Resistance,
Harpers Bizarre,
Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne.
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.