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 Armenia and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 theremin 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 Popol Vuh to the grunge 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 Skriet. All the underground hits.
All Roxette tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sex Pistols 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Massinfluence record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Moleskins,
The Blackbyrds,
Alphaville,
Kool Moe Dee,
Au Pairs,
Steve Hackett,
Matthew Halsall,
The Gladiators,
Minor Threat,
Index,
The Last Poets,
Marmalade,
Qualms,
David Axelrod,
The Victims,
Second Layer,
Skaos,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Max Romeo,
Hardrive,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Adolescents,
Curtis Mayfield,
Pierre Henry,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
F. McDonald,
Camouflage,
Outsiders,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Basic Channel,
Youth Brigade,
Lower 48,
Circle Jerks,
Fatback Band,
The Pop Group,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Maurizio,
Lee Hazlewood,
Little Man,
The Gap Band,
The Blues Magoos,
The Gun Club,
Gastr Del Sol,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lindisfarne,
China Crisis,
Robert Wyatt,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Darondo,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Vainqueur,
Ronnie Foster,
Metal Thangz,
The Motions,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Joe Finger,
The Kinks,
Ice-T,
Sight & Sound,
Johnny Clarke,
Letta Mbulu,
Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow.
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.