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 Estonia and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Hasil Adkins to the crunk 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 Groovy Waters. All the underground hits.
All Sandy B tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Techniques record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aloha Tigers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fuzztones,
Agent Orange,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Godley & Creme,
The Names,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Dave Clark Five,
E-Dancer,
The Music Machine,
Scratch Acid,
Supertramp,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Blancmange,
Cymande,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Kevin Saunderson,
Anthony Braxton,
Bill Wells,
The Skatalites,
The Moody Blues,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Hardrive,
DNA,
Fear,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Peter & Gordon,
Janne Schatter,
Unrelated Segments,
Main Source,
Faust,
The Doors,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Bobby Sherman,
Erykah Badu,
Outsiders,
Morten Harket,
Minor Threat,
The Move,
Easy Going,
Television Personalities,
Amazonics,
Todd Terry,
Khruangbin,
ABBA,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Sexual Harrassment,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Smog,
Jeff Lynne,
Albert Ayler,
Delta 5,
Guru Guru,
Isaac Hayes,
Frankie Knuckles,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Cheater Slicks,
Intrusion,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
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.