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 Honduras and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Clear Light to the rap 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 The Neon Judgement. All the underground hits.
All The Skatalites tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Wyatt record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Can record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Outsiders,
Bad Manners,
The Mummies,
The Real Kids,
The Associates,
Theoretical Girls,
The Monks,
Funkadelic,
Wings,
Brand Nubian,
John Foxx,
Vladislav Delay,
Desert Stars,
AZ,
David Axelrod,
Thompson Twins,
Letta Mbulu,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Pole,
Maleditus Sound,
Ralphi Rosario,
Fela Kuti,
KRS-One,
Girls At Our Best!,
Pere Ubu,
The Skatalites,
Oneida,
Skaos,
Swans,
Jacob Miller,
John Lydon,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bluetip,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Faust,
Sixth Finger,
Guru Guru,
Rosa Yemen,
Leonard Cohen,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Gladiators,
Grauzone,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Sam Rivers,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Masters at Work,
Gang Starr,
Sugar Minott,
Black Sheep,
Rakim,
The Happenings,
Reagan Youth,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Henry Cow,
Spoonie Gee,
Slick Rick,
Traffic Nightmare,
Matthew Bourne,
Newcleus,
Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan.
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.