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 St Lucia and from Spokane.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 sitar 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 Trumans Water to the rock 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 Magazine. All the underground hits.
All Johnny Clarke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pharoah Sanders 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cluster record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Delta 5,
The Gap Band,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Charles Mingus,
Duran Duran,
Eve St. Jones,
The Monks,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Lucky Dragons,
Judy Mowatt,
Rakim,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Colin Newman,
Joensuu 1685,
Desert Stars,
New Order,
Soul II Soul,
Harry Pussy,
Bob Dylan,
AZ,
Eric Copeland,
The Smoke,
Dave Gahan,
La Düsseldorf,
Brass Construction,
The Birthday Party,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Misunderstood,
E-Dancer,
Glenn Branca,
The Skatalites,
The Red Krayola,
Matthew Bourne,
Roger Hodgson,
Adolescents,
The Sonics,
The Cowsills,
Marc Almond,
Johnny Osbourne,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Accadde A,
Whodini,
Minor Threat,
Camberwell Now,
The Residents,
Half Japanese,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Lou Reed,
Mo-Dettes,
Sandy B,
Average White Band,
The United States of America,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Mad Mike,
The Dirtbombs,
Amon Düül II,
Pantaleimon,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Doors,
Spoonie Gee,
Bobby Sherman,
Zapp,
Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren.
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.