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 Costa Rica and from Glasgow.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 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 Anakelly to the funk 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 Lucky Dragons. All the underground hits.
All Bobbi Humphrey tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roxette record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Livin' Joy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
World's Most,
Rufus Thomas,
Simply Red,
Lucky Dragons,
Sonny Sharrock,
Little Man,
John Cale,
John Holt,
The Red Krayola,
Talk Talk,
Mary Jane Girls,
Unwound,
Boogie Down Productions,
Magazine,
The Smoke,
Schoolly D,
Amazonics,
Reuben Wilson,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Monolake,
The Blackbyrds,
T.S.O.L.,
Man Eating Sloth,
Roxette,
Circle Jerks,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Birthday Party,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Ice-T,
Bluetip,
Eric B and Rakim,
Matthew Bourne,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Das Ding,
Lee Hazlewood,
Amon Düül,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Techniques,
Faust,
Guru Guru,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Harpers Bizarre,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Sonics,
Ultravox,
The Monochrome Set,
The Doobie Brothers,
Darondo,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Rapeman,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Offenders,
The Cowsills,
Agent Orange,
Crispian St. Peters,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Susan Cadogan,
Cymande,
B.T. Express,
Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence.
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.