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 Egypt and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 808 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 Kool G Rap & DJ Polo to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Letta Mbulu. All the underground hits.
All The Divine Comedy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Zero Boys 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rotary Connection record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Darondo,
Nick Fraelich,
The Gun Club,
Schoolly D,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Hashim,
Pet Shop Boys,
LL Cool J,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Rufus Thomas,
Agitation Free,
Anakelly,
Kaleidoscope,
Monks,
Shoche,
Ponytail,
Masters at Work,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Panda Bear,
Sex Pistols,
Yazoo,
Jerry's Kids,
Bronski Beat,
Joyce Sims,
Ultra Naté,
Scan 7,
H. Thieme,
The Cure,
Frankie Knuckles,
Eli Mardock,
The Standells,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Alphaville,
Skaos,
Blancmange,
Dave Gahan,
Subhumans,
Jacob Miller,
Bush Tetras,
The Slackers,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Bad Manners,
Erasure,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
DJ Sneak,
Arthur Verocai,
Procol Harum,
The Detroit Cobras,
Rod Modell,
Swans,
Half Japanese,
Al Stewart,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Warsaw,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Erykah Badu,
The Flesh Eaters,
Aural Exciters,
Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd..
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.