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 Swaziland and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Lagos.
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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Pagans to the crunk 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 Fort Wilson Riot. All the underground hits.
All Urselle tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eden Ahbez record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
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 Fluxion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alphaville,
Ludus,
The Barracudas,
Easy Going,
Accadde A,
Erasure,
MC5,
The Moody Blues,
Dennis Brown,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Lou Reed,
Bush Tetras,
Howard Jones,
Index,
Kevin Saunderson,
ABC,
James White and The Blacks,
Black Bananas,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Lalo Schifrin,
Bobby Womack,
Eve St. Jones,
kango's stein massive,
Moby Grape,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Prince Buster,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Deakin,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
F. McDonald,
Charles Mingus,
Pharoah Sanders,
Sight & Sound,
Rufus Thomas,
Dark Day,
Jeff Lynne,
Blancmange,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Q and Not U,
Fad Gadget,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Massinfluence,
Kurtis Blow,
The Black Dice,
The Young Rascals,
Mantronix,
Eric Dolphy,
Simply Red,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Minutemen,
Dorothy Ashby,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Monochrome Set,
Gichy Dan,
Camberwell Now,
Wings,
Talk Talk,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Gang of Four,
The Sonics,
ABBA, ABBA, ABBA, ABBA.
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.