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 Libya and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Jesper Dahlbäck to the electroclash 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 Eden Ahbez. All the underground hits.
All Kurtis Blow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 rhodes and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Angels of Light & Akron/Family record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Moody Blues,
Grandmaster Flash,
Audionom,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Pantytec,
Ken Boothe,
Surgeon,
Hasil Adkins,
L. Decosne,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Aaron Thompson,
Robert Wyatt,
Bobby Byrd,
Desert Stars,
Joe Smooth,
Gong,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Marmalade,
Fluxion,
A Certain Ratio,
Flash Fearless,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Funky Four + One,
The Toasters,
T. Rex,
Radiohead,
Dave Gahan,
Lightning Bolt,
Joey Negro,
Throbbing Gristle,
Make Up,
Saccharine Trust,
Smog,
Barclay James Harvest,
Chrome,
Bauhaus,
Quando Quango,
the Association,
Nirvana,
Moss Icon,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The J.B.'s,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Hashim,
Royal Trux,
Interpol,
The Black Dice,
Little Man,
Nik Kershaw,
Bad Manners,
Harry Pussy,
Freddie Wadling,
Morten Harket,
Essential Logic,
The Monks,
Big Daddy Kane,
Ossler,
48th St. Collective,
Derrick Morgan,
Jerry's Kids,
Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee.
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.