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 Czech Republic and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the clarinet 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 China Crisis to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Robert Görl. All the underground hits.
All Harmonia tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pet Shop Boys record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Five Americans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Babytalk,
Wally Richardson,
Zapp,
These Immortal Souls,
Magma,
Kenny Larkin,
China Crisis,
Mission of Burma,
La Düsseldorf,
Avey Tare,
Negative Approach,
Boogie Down Productions,
Basic Channel,
The Remains,
The Busters,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Jawbox,
Eden Ahbez,
John Foxx,
Cecil Taylor,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Absolute Body Control,
A Certain Ratio,
The Names,
PIL,
Jeff Lynne,
Nirvana,
Shuggie Otis,
Suicide,
Dave Gahan,
Agitation Free,
The Count Five,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Crispy Ambulance,
Animal Collective,
Niagra,
Crooked Eye,
Skaos,
Traffic Nightmare,
the Slits,
Youth Brigade,
Jerry's Kids,
Barrington Levy,
James White and The Blacks,
The Doors,
Sugar Minott,
Reuben Wilson,
Max Romeo,
Bauhaus,
Popol Vuh,
Bobby Byrd,
Byron Stingily,
Kurtis Blow,
Shoche,
The Buckinghams,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Carl Craig,
The Saints,
Amazonics,
The Alarm Clocks,
Procol Harum, Procol Harum, Procol Harum, Procol Harum.
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.