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 Greece and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 clarinet 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 Sun City Girls to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Swell Maps. All the underground hits.
All Swans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Barracudas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Germs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Music Machine,
Ultra Naté,
Mars,
Eli Mardock,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Stockholm Monsters,
Roger Hodgson,
The Dirtbombs,
The Pretty Things,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Interpol,
The Moody Blues,
Curtis Mayfield,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Alphaville,
Bill Wells,
Echospace,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Audionom,
Morten Harket,
Circle Jerks,
Ituana,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Dorothy Ashby,
Byron Stingily,
The Toasters,
Traffic Nightmare,
Sixth Finger,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Ronnie Foster,
Sight & Sound,
The Victims,
Au Pairs,
the Germs,
Brass Construction,
The Invisible,
The Angels of Light,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Bob Dylan,
Black Sheep,
Tears for Fears,
Cymande,
ABC,
Pagans,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Wake,
Jeff Lynne,
Negative Approach,
Soulsonic Force,
B.T. Express,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Ronan,
Leonard Cohen,
John Coltrane,
Letta Mbulu,
Al Stewart,
Sonic Youth,
Youth Brigade,
June of 44,
Kas Product,
Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force.
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.