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 Algeria and from Mumbai.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band to the techno 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 Prince Buster. All the underground hits.
All Funky Four + One tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every UT record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neil Young record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Zapp,
The Black Dice,
E-Dancer,
Black Sheep,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Erykah Badu,
The Monks,
Crispy Ambulance,
Jawbox,
The Moody Blues,
Drexciya,
Marvin Gaye,
Radiohead,
Rotary Connection,
Kayak,
Jeff Lynne,
Wings,
Bill Near,
The Wake,
Siglo XX,
Barrington Levy,
D'Angelo,
Cheater Slicks,
Joensuu 1685,
Q and Not U,
Gerry Rafferty,
Sister Nancy,
The Human League,
Minnie Riperton,
Los Fastidios,
Sparks,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Johnny Clarke,
Basic Channel,
The Young Rascals,
Underground Resistance,
The Smoke,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Red Krayola,
Agent Orange,
The Flesh Eaters,
Brass Construction,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Mantronix,
The Grass Roots,
Dorothy Ashby,
Ultravox,
Lou Reed,
David Axelrod,
Roxy Music,
Dennis Brown,
The Monochrome Set,
B.T. Express,
John Lydon,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Move,
The Smiths,
Porter Ricks,
The Associates,
Funky Four + One,
Bill Wells,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk.
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.