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 Nepal and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 Aswad to the jazz 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 Marshall Jefferson. All the underground hits.
All Bill Near tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Talk Talk record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scrapy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Eddi Front,
Kevin Saunderson,
Rufus Thomas,
Monolake,
Porter Ricks,
Barclay James Harvest,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Anthony Braxton,
Throbbing Gristle,
Bobby Sherman,
Derrick Morgan,
Funky Four + One,
The Mojo Men,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Blake Baxter,
The Misunderstood,
Lebanon Hanover,
Q65,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Thee Headcoats,
Second Layer,
Basic Channel,
Main Source,
Mission of Burma,
Althea and Donna,
The Happenings,
Quantec,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Magma,
Drive Like Jehu,
Roger Hodgson,
Depeche Mode,
Alison Limerick,
The Names,
The Tremeloes,
Cymande,
June of 44,
Minnie Riperton,
Outsiders,
Flash Fearless,
Bob Dylan,
Idris Muhammad,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Don Cherry,
Lee Hazlewood,
Easy Going,
Sound Behaviour,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Dave Clark Five,
Robert Wyatt,
Rites of Spring,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Bootsy Collins,
Heaven 17,
Ralphi Rosario,
Peter & Gordon,
Lalann,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
China Crisis, China Crisis, China Crisis, China Crisis.
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.