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 Mauritius and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 spring reverb 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 Jerry Gold Smith 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 Hasil Adkins. All the underground hits.
All Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soul II Soul record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 a linndrum and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Anakelly record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fluxion,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Funkadelic,
Hoover,
Faraquet,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Joensuu 1685,
Public Image Ltd.,
Blancmange,
the Slits,
Technova,
Yusef Lateef,
Hardrive,
Pantytec,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Pere Ubu,
Tommy Roe,
X-Ray Spex,
The Gladiators,
Gil Scott Heron,
the Sonics,
The Doors,
John Foxx,
The Evens,
Television,
Moebius,
Blossom Toes,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Blues Magoos,
Pharoah Sanders,
David Bowie,
Jerry's Kids,
Depeche Mode,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Count Five,
Erykah Badu,
Infiniti,
Thee Headcoats,
Average White Band,
Negative Approach,
Nik Kershaw,
Marcia Griffiths,
Janne Schatter,
Robert Görl,
Howard Jones,
Eric Copeland,
Pagans,
Sex Pistols,
the Soft Cell,
Youth Brigade,
David Axelrod,
Agent Orange,
Throbbing Gristle,
Spoonie Gee,
Jandek,
Chrome,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Tears for Fears,
Niagra,
Loose Ends,
Intrusion,
Crispian St. Peters,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.