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 Canada and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Camberwell Now to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Modern Lovers. All the underground hits.
All The Leaves tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sixth Finger 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yusef Lateef record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Motorama,
Connie Case,
Skarface,
The Young Rascals,
Darondo,
Duran Duran,
The Victims,
The Star Department,
The Gladiators,
China Crisis,
Delon & Dalcan,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Monks,
Crooked Eye,
The Alarm Clocks,
Mark Hollis,
Monks,
Pet Shop Boys,
Mars,
Fat Boys,
Nation of Ulysses,
Carl Craig,
Kurtis Blow,
8 Eyed Spy,
Lower 48,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
PIL,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
New Age Steppers,
The Doors,
Bang On A Can,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Bobby Byrd,
Radiopuhelimet,
Marcia Griffiths,
Delta 5,
Agitation Free,
June of 44,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Ludus,
Interpol,
Gregory Isaacs,
Bootsy Collins,
Nils Olav,
The Doobie Brothers,
Mandrill,
Godley & Creme,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Soulsonic Force,
Supertramp,
Animal Collective,
Television,
Blossom Toes,
The Saints,
Sun City Girls,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Sonics,
Bronski Beat,
The Mummies,
Peter & Gordon,
cv313, cv313, cv313, cv313.
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.