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 Malawi and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Bobby Womack to the rap 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 Von Mondo. All the underground hits.
All The Saints tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Moleskins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 güiro and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alice Coltrane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Organ,
The Zeros,
Jeff Lynne,
Harmonia,
Funkadelic,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Drive Like Jehu,
Lalann,
Curtis Mayfield,
Supertramp,
Carl Craig,
Barbara Tucker,
Scan 7,
The Mojo Men,
Sight & Sound,
Absolute Body Control,
FM Einheit,
Matthew Halsall,
Von Mondo,
Roy Ayers,
Cameo,
Wire,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Television Personalities,
Yazoo,
The Gap Band,
The Mummies,
Sixth Finger,
Patti Smith,
Excepter,
Youth Brigade,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Knickerbockers,
Fugazi,
Roxy Music,
48th St. Collective,
Hot Snakes,
F. McDonald,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Velvet Underground,
Avey Tare,
Soul II Soul,
Connie Case,
Ice-T,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Minnie Riperton,
Infiniti,
The Black Dice,
Marvin Gaye,
Sister Nancy,
Vainqueur,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Quando Quango,
Surgeon,
Faraquet,
Al Stewart,
Todd Rundgren,
E-Dancer, E-Dancer, E-Dancer, E-Dancer.
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.