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 Nigeria and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Sao Paulo.
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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Aswad to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 The Shadows of Knight. All the underground hits.
All Banda Bassotti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harpers Bizarre record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 chamberlin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delon & Dalcan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stockholm Monsters,
Public Enemy,
Wolf Eyes,
Urselle,
Funkadelic,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Letta Mbulu,
Bobby Womack,
The Detroit Cobras,
Thee Headcoats,
John Holt,
Rhythm & Sound,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Fuzztones,
Warsaw,
X-102,
Rakim,
Massinfluence,
This Heat,
Eden Ahbez,
Rekid,
Swans,
The Pop Group,
Rapeman,
John Cale,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Camberwell Now,
Radiopuhelimet,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Ronan,
Tomorrow,
Danielle Patucci,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Scan 7,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Crispy Ambulance,
Essential Logic,
Gregory Isaacs,
Visage,
Flamin' Groovies,
Alphaville,
The Skatalites,
Arcadia,
Idris Muhammad,
Fat Boys,
Derrick Morgan,
Albert Ayler,
Beasts of Bourbon,
T.S.O.L.,
Soft Cell,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Ornette Coleman,
One Last Wish,
Electric Prunes,
Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne.
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.