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 United States and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Mandrill to the funk 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 Y Pants. All the underground hits.
All a-ha tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DNA record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 sitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deakin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Hutcherson,
Fluxion,
Joe Smooth,
Essential Logic,
Babytalk,
Eric Copeland,
Rapeman,
June of 44,
Gastr Del Sol,
Derrick May,
Marmalade,
Derrick Morgan,
Kevin Saunderson,
Gregory Isaacs,
T.S.O.L.,
Kerri Chandler,
H. Thieme,
Bizarre Inc.,
Tears for Fears,
Eve St. Jones,
Theoretical Girls,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Evens,
Sun City Girls,
Supertramp,
Barry Ungar,
Sex Pistols,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Pole,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Slits,
Toni Rubio,
Maleditus Sound,
Flash Fearless,
Roxy Music,
The Monks,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Velvet Underground,
Scion,
Josef K,
B.T. Express,
Livin' Joy,
Dual Sessions,
Mandrill,
Surgeon,
Vainqueur,
Andrew Hill,
The Golliwogs,
The Mummies,
UT,
Qualms,
The Standells,
Dennis Brown,
The Happenings,
Robert Hood,
Tom Boy,
Wings,
The Birthday Party,
Alton Ellis,
The Knickerbockers,
Icehouse,
Stetsasonic,
JFA, JFA, JFA, JFA.
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.