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 India and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 güiro 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 Bobby Byrd to the disco 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 Judy Mowatt. All the underground hits.
All Tropical Tobacco tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skarface record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 an oboe and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a cv313 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Angels of Light,
Lucky Dragons,
Neil Young,
The Red Krayola,
Nico,
Kayak,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
PIL,
Blake Baxter,
OOIOO,
Eddi Front,
The Vogues,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Quantec,
Terrestrial Tones,
Animal Collective,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Eric Dolphy,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Con Funk Shun,
Donald Byrd,
Rakim,
Hot Snakes,
Michelle Simonal,
The Cure,
Livin' Joy,
Alice Coltrane,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Tommy Roe,
Zapp,
UT,
Eden Ahbez,
Franke,
Alphaville,
Carl Craig,
The Smiths,
Surgeon,
Subhumans,
Faraquet,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
F. McDonald,
Grey Daturas,
Funkadelic,
Babytalk,
Mary Jane Girls,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Kurtis Blow,
Q and Not U,
Roxette,
Schoolly D,
Bush Tetras,
Moebius,
Pharoah Sanders,
Althea and Donna,
Danielle Patucci,
Johnny Clarke,
Fad Gadget,
Public Enemy,
Main Source,
Audionom,
Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants.
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.