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 South Africa and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Gang of Four to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic. All the underground hits.
All Max Romeo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sugar Minott 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious Big And Bone Thugs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soft Cell,
Ornette Coleman,
Loose Ends,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Stooges,
Porter Ricks,
Bush Tetras,
Scratch Acid,
Quando Quango,
Soulsonic Force,
Minny Pops,
Siglo XX,
The Black Dice,
T. Rex,
Derrick May,
Graham Central Station,
Peter & Gordon,
David Axelrod,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Easy Going,
Jandek,
The Gun Club,
Chris Corsano,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Black Moon,
Section 25,
Prince Buster,
Sister Nancy,
Bobby Sherman,
Gang Starr,
K-Klass,
Skarface,
Carl Craig,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Black Pus,
E-Dancer,
The Move,
The Motions,
Rakim,
Harmonia,
Tears for Fears,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Masters at Work,
Minnie Riperton,
ABC,
Robert Görl,
Aural Exciters,
Roger Hodgson,
Au Pairs,
The Fortunes,
The Techniques,
Toni Rubio,
Procol Harum,
The Monochrome Set,
Ituana,
Dark Day,
Sällskapet,
The Angels of Light,
China Crisis,
The Cowsills,
The Saints,
Supertramp,
The Human League, The Human League, The Human League, The Human League.
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.