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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Philadelphia.
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 Lou Reed 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 Danielle Patucci to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 One Last Wish. All the underground hits.
All Altered Images tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Godley & Creme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Curtis Mayfield,
Au Pairs,
David McCallum,
Fat Boys,
Gang Gang Dance,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
John Coltrane,
Anakelly,
Toni Rubio,
Drexciya,
Gregory Isaacs,
Gang Starr,
Grandmaster Flash,
Darondo,
Pylon,
Aloha Tigers,
Jeff Lynne,
John Cale,
ABBA,
Black Flag,
Ornette Coleman,
The Count Five,
Quadrant,
Pierre Henry,
Cameo,
Buzzcocks,
Second Layer,
Icehouse,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
R.M.O.,
Visage,
Barry Ungar,
Davy DMX,
Andrew Hill,
Brothers Johnson,
Fugazi,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Roxette,
ABC,
Erykah Badu,
The Grass Roots,
Average White Band,
The Real Kids,
Pere Ubu,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Monks,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Shuggie Otis,
Bob Dylan,
Laurel Aitken,
cv313,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Essential Logic,
Wings,
Sandy B,
The Electric Prunes,
Dead Boys,
The Angels of Light,
Main Source,
The Raincoats,
The Monochrome Set,
Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685.
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.