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 Bolivia and from Woodstock.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 The Golliwogs to the jazz 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 Banda Bassotti. All the underground hits.
All Fela Kuti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Symarip 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Teenage Jesus and the Jerks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Quantec,
Scrapy,
Depeche Mode,
Cabaret Voltaire,
LL Cool J,
Sällskapet,
Dave Gahan,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Roxette,
Desert Stars,
Lalo Schifrin,
Procol Harum,
Matthew Bourne,
The Names,
Urselle,
Moss Icon,
Tomorrow,
Sarah Menescal,
Yellowson,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Idris Muhammad,
the Human League,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Half Japanese,
Rod Modell,
the Fania All-Stars,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Vainqueur,
Delta 5,
Faraquet,
The Alarm Clocks,
B.T. Express,
Public Enemy,
10cc,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Unrelated Segments,
Jacques Brel,
Liliput,
Freddie Wadling,
Gil Scott Heron,
Jimmy McGriff,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Human League,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Motorama,
Bizarre Inc.,
Minor Threat,
CMW,
The United States of America,
the Bar-Kays,
June of 44,
Negative Approach,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Stiv Bators,
Lebanon Hanover,
Joe Smooth,
Albert Ayler,
Johnny Clarke,
Rufus Thomas,
Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities.
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.