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 Lesotho and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 güiro 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 Tubeway Army 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 MDC. All the underground hits.
All Au Pairs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scratch Acid 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Leaves record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
One Last Wish,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Dark Day,
Roger Hodgson,
Technova,
Newcleus,
Au Pairs,
Marmalade,
Tim Buckley,
Chris & Cosey,
Grauzone,
Al Stewart,
Erykah Badu,
Donald Byrd,
New Order,
The Sonics,
The Motions,
Robert Hood,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Selecter,
The Black Dice,
Youth Brigade,
Kerri Chandler,
Throbbing Gristle,
Deepchord,
The Stooges,
Todd Terry,
Panda Bear,
Pulsallama,
Soul II Soul,
Radio Birdman,
Sex Pistols,
The Detroit Cobras,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Charles Mingus,
MC5,
Trumans Water,
Pantytec,
Funkadelic,
Black Moon,
Sam Rivers,
Sarah Menescal,
Pole,
Roxy Music,
Fad Gadget,
The Smiths,
the Swans,
The Wake,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Ralphi Rosario,
Archie Shepp,
Ituana,
Junior Murvin,
PIL,
Sparks,
Delta 5,
Lindisfarne,
Lightning Bolt,
The Monks,
Swell Maps,
Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott.
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.