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 Nicaragua and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 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 Sugar Minott to the disco 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 Dorothy Ashby. All the underground hits.
All Scrapy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roy Ayers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lebanon Hanover record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grauzone,
The Trojans,
Marvin Gaye,
Panda Bear,
Saccharine Trust,
Eurythmics,
Quando Quango,
Jerry's Kids,
Boogie Down Productions,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Das Ding,
Dorothy Ashby,
Stetsasonic,
Slave,
Stiv Bators,
Donald Byrd,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
E-Dancer,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Neil Young,
Warsaw,
Qualms,
A Certain Ratio,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Public Image Ltd.,
Minny Pops,
The Techniques,
China Crisis,
Zapp,
Roxy Music,
Erasure,
Subhumans,
Jimmy McGriff,
Easy Going,
Roger Hodgson,
Rites of Spring,
Radiohead,
Porter Ricks,
Dual Sessions,
Mo-Dettes,
Harpers Bizarre,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Morten Harket,
Yaz,
Eddi Front,
Country Teasers,
Rotary Connection,
David Axelrod,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Reagan Youth,
The Happenings,
Marmalade,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Neu!,
Con Funk Shun,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
John Coltrane,
Desert Stars,
Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses.
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.