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 Nigeria and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 marimba 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 Kas Product to the techno 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 Alton Ellis. All the underground hits.
All Desert Stars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fatback Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bootsy Collins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Quando Quango,
Das Ding,
David McCallum,
Joe Smooth,
Minor Threat,
Joy Division,
Massinfluence,
Hasil Adkins,
Infiniti,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Pulsallama,
The Dead C,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Young Rascals,
Lyres,
X-101,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Scientists,
Jacques Brel,
The Red Krayola,
Can,
Todd Rundgren,
Juan Atkins,
Silicon Teens,
The Divine Comedy,
Bill Wells,
Easy Going,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Fugazi,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Aswad,
Royal Trux,
Jeru the Damaja,
Man Eating Sloth,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Swell Maps,
The United States of America,
Boredoms,
Depeche Mode,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Ken Boothe,
Quadrant,
Dennis Brown,
Heaven 17,
Jeff Lynne,
Black Moon,
Cheater Slicks,
Ultra Naté,
JFA,
The Moody Blues,
Pet Shop Boys,
Todd Terry,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Byron Stingily,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Stereo Dub,
Chris & Cosey,
Livin' Joy,
CMW,
Motorama,
Faust, Faust, Faust, Faust.
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.