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 Kiribati and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the mellotron 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 In Retrospect to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Babytalk. All the underground hits.
All Index tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flipper record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Easy Going record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
a-ha,
ABC,
Marc Almond,
Black Moon,
The Skatalites,
Curtis Mayfield,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Associates,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Invisible,
Nas,
The Techniques,
Anthony Braxton,
Sandy B,
Livin' Joy,
Alison Limerick,
Country Teasers,
The Neon Judgement,
Amon Düül,
The Grass Roots,
Amazonics,
Reagan Youth,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Blancmange,
Schoolly D,
The Wake,
Pussy Galore,
Pagans,
The Zeros,
Slave,
Jawbox,
Banda Bassotti,
Rakim,
the Slits,
Saccharine Trust,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Theoretical Girls,
The Last Poets,
Ossler,
Scott Walker,
Mission of Burma,
Ponytail,
Tim Buckley,
The Barracudas,
Tommy Roe,
8 Eyed Spy,
Aaron Thompson,
James White and The Blacks,
Dennis Brown,
The Detroit Cobras,
Soul II Soul,
Surgeon,
K-Klass,
The Cowsills,
U.S. Maple,
Angry Samoans,
Jesper Dahlback,
Gang Starr,
Jandek,
The Evens,
Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee.
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.