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 Benin and from Hong Kong.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 D'Angelo to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx. All the underground hits.
All Camouflage tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul Sonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roxy Music,
David Axelrod,
Country Teasers,
U.S. Maple,
The Offenders,
Main Source,
Marine Girls,
Tom Boy,
Public Enemy,
Siglo XX,
Vainqueur,
The Fire Engines,
Mr. Review,
Charles Mingus,
The Zeros,
The Pretty Things,
Roy Ayers,
Marc Almond,
Massinfluence,
Zero Boys,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Das Ding,
The Angels of Light,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Sam Rivers,
Pere Ubu,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Delta 5,
Camouflage,
Anthony Braxton,
Subhumans,
the Sonics,
F. McDonald,
Janne Schatter,
The Martian,
Niagra,
Tim Buckley,
The Blues Magoos,
Josef K,
Mandrill,
The New Christs,
Bootsy Collins,
CMW,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Rites of Spring,
Marmalade,
Frankie Knuckles,
Ituana,
Moebius,
Stiv Bators,
Delon & Dalcan,
Soulsonic Force,
FM Einheit,
Drive Like Jehu,
Bush Tetras,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Associates,
Faraquet,
The Seeds,
Aswad,
Mantronix, Mantronix, Mantronix, Mantronix.
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.