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 Ireland and from Bremen.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 harpsichord 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 Mo-Dettes to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Sällskapet. All the underground hits.
All Livin' Joy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Symarip 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Association record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mission of Burma,
Joe Finger,
Todd Rundgren,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
the Sonics,
Amon Düül II,
Sun Ra,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Kurtis Blow,
LL Cool J,
Little Man,
Severed Heads,
Wally Richardson,
New Order,
Lucky Dragons,
Nils Olav,
Wasted Youth,
Whodini,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
R.M.O.,
X-101,
John Coltrane,
Royal Trux,
Yellowson,
Arcadia,
Janne Schatter,
Parry Music,
8 Eyed Spy,
Organ,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Shadows of Knight,
Television Personalities,
Mandrill,
Infiniti,
The Busters,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Letta Mbulu,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Saccharine Trust,
Pylon,
The Slackers,
The Zeros,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Colin Newman,
The Gap Band,
Tim Buckley,
Gastr Del Sol,
Maleditus Sound,
Dark Day,
Talk Talk,
kango's stein massive,
John Foxx,
Youth Brigade,
Marcia Griffiths,
Grandmaster Flash,
Angry Samoans,
Jimmy McGriff,
Joensuu 1685,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Slits,
Eric B and Rakim,
L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne.
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.