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 Qatar 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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Seoul.
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 Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 The Evens to the grunge 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 Blossom Toes. All the underground hits.
All Shuggie Otis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Clear Light record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Magma,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Lindisfarne,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Skaos,
Country Teasers,
Banda Bassotti,
Warsaw,
The Smiths,
Gil Scott Heron,
Infiniti,
Ituana,
Motorama,
Danielle Patucci,
Bob Dylan,
Lebanon Hanover,
Sixth Finger,
Tropical Tobacco,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
These Immortal Souls,
Minutemen,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Suburban Knight,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Peter & Gordon,
Massinfluence,
Ohio Players,
Heaven 17,
Eden Ahbez,
Marc Almond,
Crash Course in Science,
Matthew Bourne,
the Human League,
Porter Ricks,
Blancmange,
The Happenings,
Outsiders,
The Blues Magoos,
Subhumans,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
E-Dancer,
The Moody Blues,
Sugar Minott,
Moebius,
OOIOO,
T. Rex,
Popol Vuh,
The Moleskins,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bobby Byrd,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Busters,
June Days,
Whodini,
Howard Jones,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Eric B and Rakim,
Lucky Dragons,
Brand Nubian,
Fluxion, Fluxion, Fluxion, Fluxion.
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.