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 Croatia and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 Michael McDonald 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 Sun Ra Arkestra to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Stetsasonic. All the underground hits.
All The Fuzztones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Supertramp record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kool G Rap & DJ Polo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Massinfluence,
The Motions,
New Age Steppers,
The Monks,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
R.M.O.,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Goldenarms,
Wasted Youth,
Deadbeat,
The Human League,
Duran Duran,
Barclay James Harvest,
Eric Copeland,
LL Cool J,
Maleditus Sound,
Crispy Ambulance,
Rites of Spring,
Scratch Acid,
Ash Ra Tempel,
X-102,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Grass Roots,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Joy Division,
Matthew Bourne,
The Seeds,
Sparks,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Nils Olav,
Drive Like Jehu,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Moby Grape,
Fat Boys,
Jimmy McGriff,
Warsaw,
Surgeon,
Yaz,
Country Teasers,
Siglo XX,
Judy Mowatt,
L. Decosne,
Big Daddy Kane,
Patti Smith,
Terry Callier,
Yusef Lateef,
The Gun Club,
Tim Buckley,
Crispian St. Peters,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Outsiders,
Youth Brigade,
Roy Ayers,
Kayak,
Wally Richardson,
OOIOO,
Al Stewart,
Flipper,
Television,
Peter & Gordon,
Cal Tjader, Cal Tjader, Cal Tjader, Cal Tjader.
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.