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 Kenya and from Manila.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Jesper Dahlbäck to the dance 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 Quantec. All the underground hits.
All Cameo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quando Quango record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 mellotron and a harpsichord 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 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul II Soul,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Jacques Brel,
The Barracudas,
Scratch Acid,
Eyeless In Gaza,
the Swans,
Lou Christie,
John Cale,
Reagan Youth,
Pierre Henry,
cv313,
Dark Day,
Moebius,
Joe Finger,
The Neon Judgement,
Y Pants,
Gang Gang Dance,
kango's stein massive,
Excepter,
Albert Ayler,
Lee Hazlewood,
Robert Görl,
Hot Snakes,
Lower 48,
Dual Sessions,
Scan 7,
Funkadelic,
The Human League,
The Gun Club,
R.M.O.,
Mad Mike,
Maleditus Sound,
Franke,
Arab on Radar,
New York Dolls,
The Gories,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Last Poets,
Joensuu 1685,
Guru Guru,
Ludus,
Flamin' Groovies,
Eli Mardock,
The Index,
The Fugs,
Mary Jane Girls,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Monochrome Set,
Sex Pistols,
Gang of Four,
Marine Girls,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Yazoo,
The Flesh Eaters,
Pere Ubu,
Ultimate Spinach,
Kevin Saunderson,
Crooked Eye,
Girls At Our Best!,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Shuggie Otis,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel.
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.