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 Rwanda and from Johannesburg.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 rhodes 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 Wasted Youth to the rap 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 Black Pus. All the underground hits.
All the Association tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cure record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Victims record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Altered Images,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Cybotron,
K-Klass,
Alton Ellis,
UT,
Sällskapet,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
D'Angelo,
Kenny Larkin,
MDC,
LL Cool J,
Rufus Thomas,
Andrew Hill,
Lee Hazlewood,
Wings,
The Searchers,
OOIOO,
Drive Like Jehu,
Grauzone,
Yusef Lateef,
Barbara Tucker,
Cheater Slicks,
Blossom Toes,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Moss Icon,
Deadbeat,
Grey Daturas,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Idris Muhammad,
Arcadia,
Steve Hackett,
The Smoke,
Al Stewart,
The Techniques,
Grandmaster Flash,
Jawbox,
Sister Nancy,
Brand Nubian,
Fatback Band,
Kayak,
Fugazi,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Josef K,
Eddi Front,
The Motions,
Sarah Menescal,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Royal Trux,
Girls At Our Best!,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Heaven 17,
The Saints,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Zero Boys,
Swell Maps,
Tomorrow,
Donny Hathaway,
Television,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Max Romeo, Max Romeo, Max Romeo, Max Romeo.
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.