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 Jamaica and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 808 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 Amon Düül II to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Heavy D & The Boyz. All the underground hits.
All New Age Steppers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kaleidoscope 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kas Product record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Iggy Pop,
Jesper Dahlback,
China Crisis,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Babytalk,
Ponytail,
The Golliwogs,
Marmalade,
Ornette Coleman,
Reuben Wilson,
Ultra Naté,
JFA,
The Skatalites,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Chrome,
Saccharine Trust,
Prince Buster,
Soulsonic Force,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Names,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Busters,
Terrestrial Tones,
Glambeats Corp.,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Eric Dolphy,
Bobby Womack,
Steve Hackett,
The Durutti Column,
Jeff Mills,
Sister Nancy,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Kerri Chandler,
Eli Mardock,
Eve St. Jones,
Boogie Down Productions,
Skarface,
Max Romeo,
Rakim,
kango's stein massive,
Yazoo,
Blake Baxter,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Ken Boothe,
Cymande,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Clear Light,
Thee Headcoats,
The Motions,
The Happenings,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Au Pairs,
David Bowie,
Donny Hathaway,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Smoke,
A Flock of Seagulls,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Tremeloes,
John Lydon,
Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour.
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.