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 Zambia and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Fear to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Quando Quango. All the underground hits.
All Jeff Lynne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Magazine 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Livin' Joy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Depeche Mode,
John Holt,
The Misunderstood,
The Dave Clark Five,
Heaven 17,
Quadrant,
Monks,
The Vogues,
The Litter,
The Doobie Brothers,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Moody Blues,
Cheater Slicks,
Ultra Naté,
Nas,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Skarface,
Ultravox,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Rapeman,
FM Einheit,
Sister Nancy,
David Bowie,
Soul Sonic Force,
Television Personalities,
Crash Course in Science,
EPMD,
Wire,
Hardrive,
Bob Dylan,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Sonic Youth,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Johnny Clarke,
Alphaville,
Matthew Halsall,
Bill Near,
These Immortal Souls,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Gun Club,
Los Fastidios,
Derrick May,
Dorothy Ashby,
E-Dancer,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Fluxion,
Gichy Dan,
Roger Hodgson,
The Mojo Men,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
the Bar-Kays,
The Stooges,
Eyeless In Gaza,
T.S.O.L.,
The Smoke,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Warsaw,
MDC,
Drive Like Jehu,
New Age Steppers,
Morten Harket,
Funkadelic, Funkadelic, Funkadelic, Funkadelic.
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.