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 Macedonia and from Johannesburg.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 arpeggiator 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 Maleditus Sound to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Eurythmics. All the underground hits.
All the Fania All-Stars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Josef K record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Anthony Braxton record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Youth Brigade,
Roy Ayers,
DNA,
The Dead C,
Dead Boys,
Alton Ellis,
Eve St. Jones,
Moebius,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lou Reed,
Soul Sonic Force,
Au Pairs,
Cal Tjader,
Motorama,
The Pop Group,
Bad Manners,
Minny Pops,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Vogues,
Slick Rick,
The Birthday Party,
Max Romeo,
Trumans Water,
Blake Baxter,
Peter & Gordon,
the Normal,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Litter,
The Searchers,
Babytalk,
Thompson Twins,
Joensuu 1685,
The Gories,
Jeff Lynne,
John Lydon,
Quando Quango,
Sun City Girls,
Deepchord,
Visage,
Siglo XX,
New Order,
Index,
Boogie Down Productions,
the Bar-Kays,
Animal Collective,
Marcia Griffiths,
These Immortal Souls,
Main Source,
10cc,
The Fugs,
The Seeds,
Glenn Branca,
Todd Terry,
Tears for Fears,
Bauhaus,
X-102,
Audionom,
Cymande,
The Gun Club,
The Associates, The Associates, The Associates, The Associates.
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.