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 Cuba and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Judy Mowatt to the crunk 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 Radiohead. All the underground hits.
All 48th St. Collective tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Toni Rubio 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Boogie Down Productions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
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,
Franke,
Glambeats Corp.,
James White and The Blacks,
Girls At Our Best!,
Scan 7,
Sun Ra,
Marc Almond,
E-Dancer,
The Sound,
Quando Quango,
Reuben Wilson,
The Smoke,
Donald Byrd,
The Five Americans,
La Düsseldorf,
Groovy Waters,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Leaves,
Heaven 17,
John Foxx,
Fela Kuti,
Fatback Band,
Lyres,
Mary Jane Girls,
Moby Grape,
Jeff Lynne,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Icehouse,
Black Sheep,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Underground Resistance,
Man Parrish,
Negative Approach,
The Electric Prunes,
The Cure,
Charles Mingus,
Soulsonic Force,
FM Einheit,
Popol Vuh,
Flamin' Groovies,
Infiniti,
Scrapy,
Sonic Youth,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Letta Mbulu,
Kas Product,
Bobby Womack,
The Doobie Brothers,
Rapeman,
Silicon Teens,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Gories,
Lakeside,
Black Flag,
Gang Green,
Robert Görl,
cv313,
The Invisible,
Marvin Gaye,
Erasure,
Godley & Creme,
Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin.
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.