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 Oman and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 oboe 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 ABC to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Yazoo. All the underground hits.
All Nils Olav tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobbi Humphrey 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Sound,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Fuzztones,
H. Thieme,
Massinfluence,
Man Parrish,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Silicon Teens,
Cal Tjader,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Fat Boys,
The Dead C,
Charles Mingus,
Bill Wells,
Dual Sessions,
UT,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Barrington Levy,
10cc,
Technova,
Desert Stars,
Reuben Wilson,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Cure,
Erasure,
Radiohead,
Delon & Dalcan,
Ituana,
Jeff Mills,
DJ Sneak,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Idris Muhammad,
Outsiders,
The Gladiators,
Scrapy,
Peter and Kerry,
Gang Gang Dance,
Yaz,
The Names,
Marc Almond,
JFA,
Saccharine Trust,
The Mummies,
Skriet,
Thee Headcoats,
The Busters,
Jerry Gold Smith,
This Heat,
Carl Craig,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Sam Rivers,
The Monochrome Set,
Joyce Sims,
Intrusion,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Letta Mbulu,
The Count Five,
Yusef Lateef,
The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers.
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.