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 Belize and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 Roxy Music to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Bobby Sherman. All the underground hits.
All Schoolly D tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Symarip record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arcadia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord 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 Blackbyrds,
Babytalk,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Motions,
The Associates,
Eyeless In Gaza,
K-Klass,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Goldenarms,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Outsiders,
Parry Music,
Freddie Wadling,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Archie Shepp,
The Doors,
David McCallum,
Darondo,
Lebanon Hanover,
Bobby Womack,
The United States of America,
Y Pants,
Silicon Teens,
Schoolly D,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Severed Heads,
Dawn Penn,
8 Eyed Spy,
Underground Resistance,
Quando Quango,
DNA,
Grey Daturas,
The Doobie Brothers,
Yazoo,
Swans,
Sister Nancy,
H. Thieme,
Das Ding,
The Fire Engines,
Popol Vuh,
Gregory Isaacs,
Hashim,
Deepchord,
B.T. Express,
The Mummies,
The Last Poets,
Rites of Spring,
Duran Duran,
10cc,
The Flesh Eaters,
Barclay James Harvest,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Metal Thangz,
Gichy Dan,
Davy DMX,
Funky Four + One,
Motorama,
Shuggie Otis,
Essential Logic,
Joy Division,
Blake Baxter,
Flipper, Flipper, Flipper, Flipper.
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.