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 Kosovo and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Lille.
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 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Davy DMX to the grime 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 Duran Duran. All the underground hits.
All Steve Hackett tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Angels of Light & Akron/Family record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 mellotron and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Heaven 17 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Detroit Cobras,
Colin Newman,
Crispy Ambulance,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
the Soft Cell,
Glambeats Corp.,
Tim Buckley,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Quando Quango,
LL Cool J,
Bronski Beat,
Rapeman,
Motorama,
Barclay James Harvest,
New Order,
Yaz,
Ultra Naté,
Aural Exciters,
Scion,
Roger Hodgson,
Vainqueur,
Marshall Jefferson,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Monks,
Ornette Coleman,
Joey Negro,
Derrick Morgan,
Slick Rick,
Gabor Szabo,
Youth Brigade,
Gang Green,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Remains,
8 Eyed Spy,
Model 500,
Agent Orange,
X-Ray Spex,
Nik Kershaw,
Masters at Work,
John Lydon,
The Five Americans,
Symarip,
The Velvet Underground,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Easy Going,
Yellowson,
Guru Guru,
Bob Dylan,
Underground Resistance,
Lakeside,
The Toasters,
Mr. Review,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel.
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.