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 Slovenia and from Madrid.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Japan to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Simply Red. All the underground hits.
All Monks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mandrill record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Youth Brigade record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fortunes,
Kool Moe Dee,
Fluxion,
The Seeds,
Circle Jerks,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Derrick Morgan,
Lee Hazlewood,
Bill Near,
Moby Grape,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Brick,
Eden Ahbez,
Connie Case,
Alison Limerick,
The Toasters,
Erykah Badu,
Funkadelic,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Susan Cadogan,
Electric Prunes,
Mad Mike,
Warren Ellis,
Audionom,
Ponytail,
Sexual Harrassment,
X-102,
Max Romeo,
Aswad,
Bluetip,
Japan,
Rufus Thomas,
Soulsonic Force,
Thompson Twins,
John Holt,
Bang On A Can,
Malaria!,
The Knickerbockers,
Altered Images,
Wally Richardson,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Chrome,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Tremeloes,
Jeff Lynne,
The Fall,
Stereo Dub,
The Mummies,
Curtis Mayfield,
Josef K,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Adolescents,
Sixth Finger,
Hardrive,
Wire,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Oneida,
Nirvana,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Mojo Men,
Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango.
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.