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 Fiji and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 rhodes 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 Amon Düül II to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Jeff Mills. All the underground hits.
All Y Pants tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Stooges 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ossler record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aural Exciters,
The Tremeloes,
Pylon,
Sun City Girls,
Tim Buckley,
The Shadows of Knight,
Scientists,
Echospace,
Blancmange,
Organ,
Derrick Morgan,
the Germs,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Cramps,
Anthony Braxton,
Archie Shepp,
Johnny Osbourne,
Wally Richardson,
Yusef Lateef,
Piero Umiliani,
PIL,
Jeru the Damaja,
Zero Boys,
Black Pus,
The Invisible,
A Certain Ratio,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Barrington Levy,
Boz Scaggs,
T. Rex,
Sound Behaviour,
B.T. Express,
Fear,
Average White Band,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Martian,
Ice-T,
Todd Terry,
Eric B and Rakim,
Los Fastidios,
Dorothy Ashby,
Cal Tjader,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Aswad,
Nas,
Dead Boys,
Deadbeat,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Thompson Twins,
Yellowson,
Q65,
Susan Cadogan,
Tears for Fears,
Marshall Jefferson,
Bronski Beat,
Ultimate Spinach,
Pierre Henry,
Model 500,
Buzzcocks,
Jeff Lynne,
Talk Talk,
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.