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 Guyana and from Spokane.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud to the grunge 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 Ultramagnetic MC's. All the underground hits.
All Kango’s Stein Massive tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bad Manners 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eric B and Rakim record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stetsasonic,
Intrusion,
The Buckinghams,
Delta 5,
Motorama,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Angels of Light,
Inner City,
OOIOO,
Marmalade,
The Moody Blues,
The Gladiators,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Sound,
Sound Behaviour,
Black Bananas,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Cameo,
Stockholm Monsters,
Half Japanese,
Janne Schatter,
The Tremeloes,
Danielle Patucci,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Neil Young,
Quantec,
Roxy Music,
Ludus,
Duran Duran,
The Barracudas,
Procol Harum,
The Residents,
The Kinks,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Ralphi Rosario,
Jimmy McGriff,
China Crisis,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Tommy Roe,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Count Five,
X-102,
Fat Boys,
Vladislav Delay,
Camouflage,
Alton Ellis,
Swell Maps,
The Slits,
The Blackbyrds,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Wings,
the Association,
The Wake,
Roxette,
Lucky Dragons,
the Germs,
CMW,
Gastr Del Sol,
Kas Product,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band.
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.