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 Argentina and from Glasgow.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 Donald Fagen 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 Newcleus to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The Pop Group. All the underground hits.
All The Searchers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Spandau Ballet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fat Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Morten Harket,
Dennis Brown,
Bobby Sherman,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
EPMD,
Jawbox,
Thompson Twins,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Iggy Pop,
Technova,
Fear,
Radiohead,
Popol Vuh,
Scan 7,
Patti Smith,
Newcleus,
Yellowson,
Angry Samoans,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
U.S. Maple,
Interpol,
Big Daddy Kane,
Rakim,
Nick Fraelich,
Agitation Free,
Section 25,
Duran Duran,
Swell Maps,
Magma,
Radio Birdman,
Visage,
The American Breed,
Pantaleimon,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Judy Mowatt,
Blake Baxter,
cv313,
The Blackbyrds,
The Music Machine,
Rufus Thomas,
Joey Negro,
Leonard Cohen,
Royal Trux,
Dave Gahan,
Mantronix,
The Smiths,
Nirvana,
MDC,
Lower 48,
Sixth Finger,
Man Parrish,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Cure,
The Star Department,
Lalann,
Mission of Burma,
Barbara Tucker,
Warsaw,
Eve St. Jones,
The Five Americans, The Five Americans, The Five Americans, The Five Americans.
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.