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 Zambia and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 Donald Fagen 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 Darondo to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Monks. All the underground hits.
All Lakeside tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Davy DMX 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a linndrum 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 mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fall,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Japan,
Chris Corsano,
Fela Kuti,
A Certain Ratio,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Gories,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Average White Band,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
FM Einheit,
Crispian St. Peters,
Crime,
Model 500,
The Residents,
the Bar-Kays,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Durutti Column,
E-Dancer,
Marc Almond,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Clear Light,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Modern Lovers,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Babytalk,
The J.B.'s,
The New Christs,
JFA,
Parry Music,
Ponytail,
Sällskapet,
Gang Gang Dance,
Reagan Youth,
Sandy B,
The Dirtbombs,
Bluetip,
Lightning Bolt,
Grandmaster Flash,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Steve Hackett,
Arab on Radar,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Alarm Clocks,
Ohio Players,
The Sonics,
The Fuzztones,
The Moody Blues,
Avey Tare,
Niagra,
Harry Pussy,
T. Rex,
The Golliwogs,
Kenny Larkin,
Surgeon,
Soft Machine, Soft Machine, Soft Machine, Soft Machine.
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.