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 Luxembourg and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Funky Four + One to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Erykah Badu. All the underground hits.
All Supertramp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moss Icon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Human League record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Gun Club,
Anthony Braxton,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Bad Manners,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Section 25,
Radiopuhelimet,
World's Most,
Quadrant,
Tears for Fears,
Crash Course in Science,
U.S. Maple,
Suburban Knight,
The Offenders,
Robert Hood,
Quantec,
Sight & Sound,
Dennis Brown,
DNA,
The Mummies,
The Black Dice,
Simply Red,
10cc,
Toni Rubio,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Danielle Patucci,
Silicon Teens,
The Sound,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Sixth Finger,
Kaleidoscope,
Prince Buster,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Andrew Hill,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
ABC,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Alton Ellis,
Fat Boys,
Tropical Tobacco,
Visage,
Cameo,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Marcia Griffiths,
Delon & Dalcan,
a-ha,
Tim Buckley,
Mo-Dettes,
LL Cool J,
Graham Central Station,
Nils Olav,
Con Funk Shun,
Animal Collective,
Youth Brigade,
Pagans,
Barclay James Harvest,
Excepter,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Rapeman,
Slick Rick,
Jeff Lynne,
Minor Threat, Minor Threat, Minor Threat, Minor Threat.
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.