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 Yemen and from Copenhagen.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 harpsichord 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 The Zeros to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 ABC. All the underground hits.
All Unwound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Essential Logic 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Nik Kershaw,
Lalann,
Matthew Bourne,
Bob Dylan,
Depeche Mode,
Charles Mingus,
Adolescents,
F. McDonald,
The Young Rascals,
Steve Hackett,
Faust,
Pantaleimon,
The Tremeloes,
Nico,
Severed Heads,
Joy Division,
Minny Pops,
Excepter,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Carl Craig,
Soulsonic Force,
PIL,
Scientists,
Skaos,
KRS-One,
Robert Görl,
Groovy Waters,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Oblivians,
Lower 48,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Black Bananas,
Radiopuhelimet,
Mad Mike,
Easy Going,
Q and Not U,
Bill Near,
Donny Hathaway,
Sam Rivers,
Y Pants,
The Mummies,
Vladislav Delay,
The Doobie Brothers,
Angry Samoans,
Connie Case,
Rites of Spring,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Supertramp,
Brick,
Can,
a-ha,
Desert Stars,
Delta 5,
Camberwell Now,
Derrick May,
Japan,
Amazonics, Amazonics, Amazonics, Amazonics.
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.