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 Philippines and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 United States of America to the grime 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 Marine Girls. All the underground hits.
All Kango’s Stein Massive tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jesper Dahlback 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 harpsichord and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Massinfluence 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?
Hasil Adkins,
Nirvana,
These Immortal Souls,
Stockholm Monsters,
Wire,
Livin' Joy,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Section 25,
Mad Mike,
The Wake,
D'Angelo,
Soul II Soul,
Aswad,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Kerri Chandler,
a-ha,
Bobby Byrd,
Mo-Dettes,
The Searchers,
Jeru the Damaja,
X-101,
This Heat,
Maleditus Sound,
Jimmy McGriff,
Chrome,
Howard Jones,
Massinfluence,
Outsiders,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Lou Christie,
Carl Craig,
Supertramp,
Lakeside,
Groovy Waters,
Vainqueur,
Alison Limerick,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Frankie Knuckles,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Negative Approach,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Gong,
Flash Fearless,
the Human League,
Zapp,
John Holt,
John Cale,
The Young Rascals,
Tim Buckley,
Fugazi,
Hardrive,
John Lydon,
Erykah Badu,
Average White Band,
Jerry's Kids,
Bush Tetras,
Traffic Nightmare,
the Bar-Kays,
The New Christs,
Isaac Hayes,
Gang Green,
Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz.
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.