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 Madagascar and from Edmonton.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 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 The Vogues to the funk 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 Yellowson. All the underground hits.
All Deadbeat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kevin Saunderson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Inner City record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Invisible,
Japan,
Massinfluence,
Gabor Szabo,
Symarip,
Easy Going,
8 Eyed Spy,
John Lydon,
Funkadelic,
Soulsonic Force,
the Normal,
John Coltrane,
Agitation Free,
Boogie Down Productions,
Harry Pussy,
Surgeon,
The Gladiators,
Hardrive,
Dennis Brown,
Kool Moe Dee,
Black Flag,
Eurythmics,
Simply Red,
Matthew Halsall,
Stockholm Monsters,
Shuggie Otis,
One Last Wish,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Bush Tetras,
Nico,
CMW,
John Foxx,
D'Angelo,
Public Enemy,
Animal Collective,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Doobie Brothers,
New York Dolls,
Jesper Dahlback,
Minutemen,
Yusef Lateef,
Rapeman,
DJ Sneak,
X-102,
Aloha Tigers,
The Shadows of Knight,
Marshall Jefferson,
Wings,
Mandrill,
Mr. Review,
June Days,
Gang Gang Dance,
Leonard Cohen,
Neil Young,
Radiohead,
Ohio Players,
Freddie Wadling,
In Retrospect,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Mo-Dettes,
Hot Snakes,
Throbbing Gristle,
Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills.
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.