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 Monaco and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 Donald Fagen 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 Mantronix to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Yusef Lateef tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gregory Isaacs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Buckinghams record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Red Krayola,
Ohio Players,
Quadrant,
Mo-Dettes,
Dawn Penn,
Steve Hackett,
Bob Dylan,
Sun Ra,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Aaron Thompson,
Supertramp,
The Gap Band,
Soulsonic Force,
The Velvet Underground,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
the Bar-Kays,
Arthur Verocai,
Smog,
Khruangbin,
Davy DMX,
Rhythm & Sound,
John Foxx,
Mission of Burma,
Matthew Bourne,
The Monks,
The Fall,
Stetsasonic,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Graham Central Station,
The Cowsills,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Section 25,
Chris Corsano,
Todd Terry,
Clear Light,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Soft Machine,
The Fugs,
The Litter,
Alton Ellis,
In Retrospect,
The Happenings,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Delta 5,
Masters at Work,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
David Axelrod,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
10cc,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Moebius,
Duran Duran,
The Sonics,
Todd Rundgren,
Crash Course in Science,
Gang Gang Dance,
Kurtis Blow,
Fad Gadget,
Pantaleimon,
Robert Görl, Robert Görl, Robert Görl, Robert Görl.
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.