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 Algeria and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Jimmy McGriff to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Alphaville. All the underground hits.
All Cymande tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MDC 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Holt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Subhumans,
Ronan,
Rhythm & Sound,
Skriet,
Minnie Riperton,
Marvin Gaye,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Carl Craig,
The Residents,
Dennis Brown,
Fear,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Doobie Brothers,
Prince Buster,
Guru Guru,
Eden Ahbez,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Make Up,
Schoolly D,
Cluster,
Scott Walker,
Chrome,
Wire,
The Busters,
Agitation Free,
Laurel Aitken,
Al Stewart,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Slits,
Boz Scaggs,
DNA,
DJ Sneak,
Joyce Sims,
Nils Olav,
The Modern Lovers,
Magma,
Audionom,
Eli Mardock,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Ituana,
the Fania All-Stars,
U.S. Maple,
Thee Headcoats,
Gerry Rafferty,
Marine Girls,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Suicide,
The Trojans,
a-ha,
Section 25,
Gang of Four,
The Blackbyrds,
Scion,
Scratch Acid,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Raincoats,
Inner City,
Absolute Body Control,
Pulsallama,
The Divine Comedy,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Evens, The Evens, The Evens, The Evens.
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.