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 Monaco and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 guitar 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 Royal Trux to the electroclash 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 Barrington Levy. All the underground hits.
All Beasts of Bourbon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alton Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Symarip,
Terrestrial Tones,
Khruangbin,
Kevin Saunderson,
Sparks,
Juan Atkins,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Essential Logic,
Fugazi,
Yusef Lateef,
Crispy Ambulance,
Nas,
Peter & Gordon,
Eurythmics,
The Index,
Technova,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Unrelated Segments,
Ossler,
Black Moon,
Gerry Rafferty,
Lyres,
Quadrant,
The Pop Group,
Aaron Thompson,
Oblivians,
10cc,
Scion,
The Skatalites,
Reuben Wilson,
the Human League,
The Knickerbockers,
Fat Boys,
Faust,
X-101,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Ken Boothe,
Thompson Twins,
Skriet,
The Slackers,
Slick Rick,
Pylon,
Smog,
K-Klass,
The Barracudas,
A Flock of Seagulls,
CMW,
Nation of Ulysses,
La Düsseldorf,
Ornette Coleman,
Rotary Connection,
Lightning Bolt,
Kerrie Biddell,
Drive Like Jehu,
Deakin,
Roy Ayers,
Das Ding,
Bluetip,
Hoover,
Todd Terry,
Porter Ricks,
Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti.
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.