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 Fiji and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 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 Wolf Eyes to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Visage. All the underground hits.
All Rotary Connection tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Slick Rick 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Laurel Aitken record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wally Richardson,
kango's stein massive,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Rod Modell,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kayak,
Lungfish,
Charles Mingus,
Pylon,
Eric Dolphy,
Crash Course in Science,
David Axelrod,
the Normal,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Gladiators,
Simply Red,
Judy Mowatt,
The Angels of Light,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Iggy Pop,
Schoolly D,
The Real Kids,
Letta Mbulu,
The Invisible,
Black Bananas,
James White and The Blacks,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Bluetip,
Loose Ends,
Fat Boys,
Nico,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Half Japanese,
Magma,
Tommy Roe,
Public Image Ltd.,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Suicide,
Sex Pistols,
Audionom,
The Velvet Underground,
Crispy Ambulance,
Derrick May,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Alphaville,
Supertramp,
Absolute Body Control,
Motorama,
Blancmange,
Eurythmics,
Pole,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Leaves,
Massinfluence,
Neu!,
Gregory Isaacs,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Howard Jones,
The Five Americans,
Moss Icon,
Rekid,
Con Funk Shun,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Sällskapet, Sällskapet, Sällskapet, Sällskapet.
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.