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 Ecuador and from London.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Bar-Kays to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 ABC. All the underground hits.
All the Human League tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lakeside 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Heavy D & The Boyz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pole,
Gichy Dan,
One Last Wish,
Black Pus,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Basic Channel,
Avey Tare,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Blackbyrds,
Ice-T,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Don Cherry,
Porter Ricks,
Television,
Brand Nubian,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Nirvana,
Spoonie Gee,
Lindisfarne,
New Order,
Grauzone,
Depeche Mode,
The Sound,
Cheater Slicks,
JFA,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Yaz,
The Toasters,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Wake,
Blancmange,
Electric Prunes,
Camberwell Now,
Symarip,
The Smiths,
Tropical Tobacco,
the Bar-Kays,
Marmalade,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Alarm Clocks,
Ornette Coleman,
Kurtis Blow,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Standells,
The Gladiators,
Michelle Simonal,
Ronan,
Magazine,
Bizarre Inc.,
Jerry's Kids,
Pagans,
Gerry Rafferty,
cv313,
Drive Like Jehu,
Sun City Girls,
Lightning Bolt,
The Modern Lovers,
Cameo,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Fugs,
Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler.
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.