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 Gabon and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 organ 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 Manfred Mann's Earth Band to the rap 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 Stetsasonic. All the underground hits.
All The Gun Club tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hashim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cybotron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul II Soul,
Suicide,
Zero Boys,
Pierre Henry,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
X-102,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Knickerbockers,
Minny Pops,
Sugar Minott,
Scrapy,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Bobby Sherman,
Dark Day,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Monochrome Set,
Clear Light,
Radiopuhelimet,
Johnny Clarke,
Sarah Menescal,
Jacob Miller,
The Last Poets,
The Doobie Brothers,
Robert Wyatt,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
the Human League,
Bob Dylan,
Jesper Dahlback,
Lindisfarne,
Pantytec,
Sound Behaviour,
Fear,
Public Enemy,
Wasted Youth,
Nation of Ulysses,
Lalann,
Rosa Yemen,
Unrelated Segments,
Babytalk,
David Bowie,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Robert Hood,
The J.B.'s,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
David McCallum,
Bad Manners,
Cymande,
The Tremeloes,
Barbara Tucker,
Brand Nubian,
Sister Nancy,
Peter & Gordon,
Girls At Our Best!,
Kerri Chandler,
Rotary Connection,
Liliput,
Pere Ubu,
Jawbox,
The Flesh Eaters,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Busters, The Busters, The Busters, The Busters.
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.