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 Laos and from Houston.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Deakin to the grunge 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 Underground Resistance. All the underground hits.
All Gary Puckett & The Union Gap tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roy Ayers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Electric Prunes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
kango's stein massive,
Drive Like Jehu,
Lower 48,
Anakelly,
Matthew Bourne,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Cramps,
Swell Maps,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Bauhaus,
The Buckinghams,
Simply Red,
Half Japanese,
Bootsy Collins,
Negative Approach,
Soft Machine,
Moby Grape,
Jandek,
Cal Tjader,
Fluxion,
JFA,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Misunderstood,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Rotary Connection,
Loose Ends,
Shuggie Otis,
The Busters,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
FM Einheit,
Khruangbin,
Moss Icon,
June Days,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Minnie Riperton,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Boz Scaggs,
Roger Hodgson,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Delon & Dalcan,
Big Daddy Kane,
DJ Sneak,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Iggy Pop,
Prince Buster,
Sexual Harrassment,
Piero Umiliani,
Can,
Sparks,
Ponytail,
Pet Shop Boys,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Flipper,
The Smiths,
Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller.
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.