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 the UAE and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Madrid.
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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Tim Buckley to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Brothers Johnson. All the underground hits.
All Jeff Lynne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Golliwogs 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nirvana record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Sheep,
Rod Modell,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Eric Dolphy,
Lakeside,
Brand Nubian,
Ludus,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The New Christs,
The Young Rascals,
The Skatalites,
Masters at Work,
Ultimate Spinach,
Sparks,
E-Dancer,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Gil Scott Heron,
Dennis Brown,
Skaos,
James White and The Blacks,
The Zeros,
Soft Machine,
The Raincoats,
Henry Cow,
Marvin Gaye,
Don Cherry,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Moleskins,
Matthew Bourne,
Yellowson,
Fatback Band,
U.S. Maple,
The Beau Brummels,
In Retrospect,
Joensuu 1685,
Lalann,
the Slits,
the Bar-Kays,
Interpol,
Deakin,
Chris & Cosey,
The Monks,
Man Eating Sloth,
Leonard Cohen,
Shuggie Otis,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Music Machine,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Young Marble Giants,
Minnie Riperton,
The Grass Roots,
Moebius,
Fluxion,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Bobby Womack,
Prince Buster,
10cc,
Deepchord,
Au Pairs,
Erykah Badu,
The Move,
The Stooges,
Severed Heads,
Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48.
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.