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 Israel and from Manila.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Kenny Larkin to the rap 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 48th St. Collective. All the underground hits.
All John Coltrane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Monks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Moby Grape 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?
The Doobie Brothers,
Ohio Players,
China Crisis,
Toni Rubio,
Massinfluence,
Barrington Levy,
Ultravox,
Nico,
Pole,
The Velvet Underground,
Altered Images,
Motorama,
Cybotron,
Kas Product,
The Angels of Light,
John Lydon,
Nas,
Ultra Naté,
Siglo XX,
Youth Brigade,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Pagans,
The Five Americans,
Arthur Verocai,
Procol Harum,
Spoonie Gee,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Accadde A,
The Evens,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Delta 5,
Eli Mardock,
The Pretty Things,
Index,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Bootsy Collins,
The Monochrome Set,
Sonny Sharrock,
Pere Ubu,
Kurtis Blow,
Q65,
Gang Starr,
Faraquet,
The Blackbyrds,
The Cure,
Soul II Soul,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Cheater Slicks,
Jeff Lynne,
DJ Sneak,
Fluxion,
Simply Red,
Susan Cadogan,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Ten City,
Zero Boys,
Traffic Nightmare,
Qualms, Qualms, Qualms, Qualms.
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.