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 Nicaragua and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Faraquet to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Fatback Band. All the underground hits.
All Minor Threat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fear 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Sheep record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Mojo Men,
Accadde A,
Subhumans,
LL Cool J,
Iggy Pop,
Nas,
Zapp,
Funky Four + One,
Tommy Roe,
Jacques Brel,
Moby Grape,
Fela Kuti,
Deepchord,
Arthur Verocai,
Darondo,
The Blues Magoos,
E-Dancer,
The Dead C,
EPMD,
Rakim,
Aaron Thompson,
Wally Richardson,
Kas Product,
the Human League,
Quantec,
DJ Style,
Tom Boy,
The Sonics,
Fat Boys,
Eden Ahbez,
Amazonics,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Visage,
Young Marble Giants,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Skarface,
Sight & Sound,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Cluster,
Josef K,
Underground Resistance,
Lindisfarne,
Ronnie Foster,
The Seeds,
Loose Ends,
Glambeats Corp.,
This Heat,
Saccharine Trust,
The Angels of Light,
The Count Five,
Eddi Front,
Infiniti,
Black Moon,
Circle Jerks,
Deakin,
Joe Finger,
Heaven 17,
Cybotron,
Joe Smooth,
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.