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 Kenya and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 synthesizer 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 Scott Walker to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 The Happenings. All the underground hits.
All The Knickerbockers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jimmy McGriff 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grey Daturas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Mojo Men,
Kevin Saunderson,
Public Enemy,
The Fugs,
The Skatalites,
Fat Boys,
Masters at Work,
Kool Moe Dee,
Porter Ricks,
Scratch Acid,
Marine Girls,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Hot Snakes,
Sexual Harrassment,
Chrome,
Amazonics,
The Moody Blues,
Brand Nubian,
Absolute Body Control,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Black Dice,
Tommy Roe,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Wasted Youth,
Duran Duran,
Rotary Connection,
Lakeside,
Royal Trux,
Roger Hodgson,
The American Breed,
Television,
Jeff Mills,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Zero Boys,
PIL,
Sarah Menescal,
Idris Muhammad,
JFA,
Suicide,
The Buckinghams,
Kaleidoscope,
Radiopuhelimet,
Matthew Bourne,
Mad Mike,
Television Personalities,
Shuggie Otis,
Wings,
David Axelrod,
The Busters,
The Vogues,
Altered Images,
Organ,
Charles Mingus,
Dual Sessions,
The Victims,
Dark Day,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Pantytec,
Yaz,
Barry Ungar,
Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest.
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.