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 Brazil and from Halifax.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 New York Dolls. All the underground hits.
All The Move tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moss Icon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 theremin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stetsasonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Bar-Kays,
the Slits,
Robert Görl,
Brand Nubian,
In Retrospect,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Pere Ubu,
Brothers Johnson,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Gang Green,
Minny Pops,
Rekid,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Slave,
Zero Boys,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Inner City,
The Monochrome Set,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Deepchord,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Arcadia,
Leonard Cohen,
Junior Murvin,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Slick Rick,
The Kinks,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Hashim,
Electric Light Orchestra,
John Foxx,
Glambeats Corp.,
Essential Logic,
Trumans Water,
Eden Ahbez,
Masters at Work,
Clear Light,
Steve Hackett,
Sixth Finger,
Oneida,
Al Stewart,
The Stooges,
Liliput,
a-ha,
Iggy Pop,
the Soft Cell,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Flash Fearless,
Bobby Byrd,
Easy Going,
Maurizio,
Los Fastidios,
Man Eating Sloth,
Freddie Wadling,
Crispy Ambulance,
Roxette,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Move,
Saccharine Trust,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux.
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.