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 Uganda and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 LL Cool J to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Ludus. All the underground hits.
All The Mummies tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flash Fearless record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a chamberlin 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 güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pantaleimon,
Aloha Tigers,
John Coltrane,
Ken Boothe,
Shuggie Otis,
Cymande,
Metal Thangz,
Outsiders,
The Pop Group,
Crime,
MC5,
Donald Byrd,
The Divine Comedy,
Nation of Ulysses,
Harpers Bizarre,
Swans,
Roger Hodgson,
Peter and Kerry,
Sarah Menescal,
Reagan Youth,
DJ Style,
Bootsy Collins,
Lou Christie,
Adolescents,
Kas Product,
Mission of Burma,
B.T. Express,
Gastr Del Sol,
Sight & Sound,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Flipper,
New York Dolls,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Unrelated Segments,
Bush Tetras,
The Happenings,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Deepchord,
Davy DMX,
Monks,
Gabor Szabo,
Eden Ahbez,
The Saints,
The Residents,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Suicide,
Sam Rivers,
Marvin Gaye,
Rekid,
The Blackbyrds,
Infiniti,
Man Parrish,
Tom Boy,
Skarface,
Bob Dylan,
Derrick Morgan,
Gong,
The American Breed,
Hasil Adkins,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Rhythm & Sound,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family.
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.