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 Liechtenstein and from Madrid.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 mellotron 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 Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five to the funk 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 Little Man. All the underground hits.
All Angry Samoans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric B and Rakim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lebanon Hanover record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Janne Schatter,
ABBA,
In Retrospect,
Sugar Minott,
Excepter,
Simply Red,
Little Man,
X-Ray Spex,
Silicon Teens,
Sight & Sound,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Charles Mingus,
Rod Modell,
Fatback Band,
Erasure,
Minor Threat,
David Axelrod,
Radio Birdman,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Flash Fearless,
Vladislav Delay,
Juan Atkins,
Black Flag,
The Remains,
Matthew Bourne,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Yazoo,
D'Angelo,
cv313,
Dead Boys,
Henry Cow,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Sonics,
The Birthday Party,
Electric Prunes,
Darondo,
Unrelated Segments,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
L. Decosne,
Jeff Lynne,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Maleditus Sound,
Vainqueur,
This Heat,
T.S.O.L.,
Gang Starr,
MC5,
Main Source,
Index,
The Fortunes,
Cal Tjader,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Monochrome Set,
Masters at Work,
Quadrant,
Sällskapet,
a-ha,
Don Cherry,
Organ,
The Human League,
Yellowson,
Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal.
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.