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 Rwanda and from Philadelphia.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Bronski Beat 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 Manfred Mann's Earth Band. All the underground hits.
All Unrelated Segments tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Erykah Badu record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 synthesizer and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pole record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gil Scott Heron,
The Cowsills,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Sugar Minott,
Babytalk,
Main Source,
Kerrie Biddell,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Albert Ayler,
Flipper,
Royal Trux,
Soft Machine,
Erykah Badu,
X-Ray Spex,
The Modern Lovers,
Minnie Riperton,
Gastr Del Sol,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Peter & Gordon,
Warren Ellis,
Mary Jane Girls,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Zero Boys,
Fad Gadget,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Dual Sessions,
Mars,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Roger Hodgson,
The Gladiators,
Anthony Braxton,
DJ Style,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Lakeside,
Jandek,
Man Parrish,
Skaos,
Hardrive,
Sam Rivers,
Gong,
Nico,
Porter Ricks,
PIL,
Ponytail,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Index,
Joy Division,
Public Image Ltd.,
Guru Guru,
Black Pus,
Yusef Lateef,
Bluetip,
The Mojo Men,
DNA,
Slave,
Parry Music,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Brass Construction,
Joe Smooth,
Avey Tare,
Judy Mowatt,
Neu!,
Y Pants,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu.
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.