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 Gabon and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 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 The Moleskins to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Jeff Lynne. All the underground hits.
All Blossom Toes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eurythmics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Monochrome Set record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eden Ahbez,
Nico,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
A Certain Ratio,
Traffic Nightmare,
In Retrospect,
Quantec,
Urselle,
Guru Guru,
Cluster,
Niagra,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Derrick Morgan,
Easy Going,
The Pretty Things,
OOIOO,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Max Romeo,
Lou Christie,
Kenny Larkin,
Gang Gang Dance,
Joyce Sims,
The Mummies,
Make Up,
Letta Mbulu,
Curtis Mayfield,
Second Layer,
Unwound,
Ultra Naté,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Livin' Joy,
The Zeros,
Pharoah Sanders,
Erasure,
Swans,
The Buckinghams,
T. Rex,
Au Pairs,
Don Cherry,
Faust,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Average White Band,
the Fania All-Stars,
China Crisis,
World's Most,
Eric Dolphy,
JFA,
Amazonics,
UT,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Basic Channel,
The Velvet Underground,
Masters at Work,
Wire,
The Saints,
Flash Fearless,
Model 500,
Vainqueur,
Al Stewart,
The Remains, The Remains, The Remains, The Remains.
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.