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 Malta and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 mellotron 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 Bad Manners to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 MDC. All the underground hits.
All Ituana tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boogie Down Productions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Manfred Mann's Earth Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sight & Sound,
Agitation Free,
Freddie Wadling,
Arthur Verocai,
Anakelly,
The Mummies,
the Sonics,
Rhythm & Sound,
Model 500,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Smoke,
U.S. Maple,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Half Japanese,
Sun City Girls,
Schoolly D,
Chrome,
The Birthday Party,
D'Angelo,
Marcia Griffiths,
James White and The Blacks,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Procol Harum,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Frankie Knuckles,
Robert Görl,
Nik Kershaw,
H. Thieme,
EPMD,
Marine Girls,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Lightning Bolt,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Marmalade,
Qualms,
Kerrie Biddell,
Deepchord,
The Music Machine,
Simply Red,
Nation of Ulysses,
Sarah Menescal,
Ituana,
Avey Tare,
The Alarm Clocks,
Aloha Tigers,
Skriet,
Cal Tjader,
Boogie Down Productions,
Easy Going,
Japan,
Dark Day,
Terry Callier,
Blossom Toes,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
David Axelrod,
Drexciya,
Gil Scott Heron,
Swans,
the Normal,
The Beau Brummels, The Beau Brummels, The Beau Brummels, The Beau Brummels.
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.