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 Sierra Leone and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 sitar 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 Harmonia to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel. All the underground hits.
All Yusef Lateef tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Modern Lovers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlbäck record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Fania All-Stars,
The Five Americans,
Delon & Dalcan,
Niagra,
Goldenarms,
The Names,
Marvin Gaye,
Laurel Aitken,
Joe Finger,
John Foxx,
Leonard Cohen,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Lou Christie,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Suicide,
Deepchord,
the Germs,
Althea and Donna,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Warren Ellis,
Minutemen,
Jimmy McGriff,
Donald Byrd,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Music Machine,
Gong,
Blake Baxter,
Harmonia,
Eric B and Rakim,
Aswad,
The Sound,
X-101,
Max Romeo,
Cecil Taylor,
The Electric Prunes,
New Age Steppers,
Electric Prunes,
Simply Red,
Altered Images,
Gang Gang Dance,
Eddi Front,
The Moody Blues,
Index,
Circle Jerks,
The Raincoats,
Prince Buster,
Accadde A,
Graham Central Station,
Susan Cadogan,
Tropical Tobacco,
Kool Moe Dee,
Kas Product,
Average White Band,
The Birthday Party,
Scientists,
Boogie Down Productions,
Rekid,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Bush Tetras,
Yazoo,
Oblivians, Oblivians, Oblivians, Oblivians.
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.