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 Namibia and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Mumbai.
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 chamberlin 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 Hoover to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Japan. All the underground hits.
All Von Mondo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sonics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barrington Levy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Swans,
Zapp,
Average White Band,
Malaria!,
Kevin Saunderson,
Ponytail,
Swell Maps,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Rosa Yemen,
Bluetip,
The Fire Engines,
Pet Shop Boys,
K-Klass,
Max Romeo,
Derrick May,
T. Rex,
Soulsonic Force,
The Sound,
Q and Not U,
David Axelrod,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Popol Vuh,
Joyce Sims,
Lalann,
A Certain Ratio,
Spoonie Gee,
Derrick Morgan,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Isaac Hayes,
The Sonics,
Aural Exciters,
Urselle,
China Crisis,
Newcleus,
Bob Dylan,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Leonard Cohen,
The Motions,
The Residents,
the Slits,
The Smiths,
New Age Steppers,
Babytalk,
The Count Five,
Angry Samoans,
Stetsasonic,
Zero Boys,
Adolescents,
Section 25,
Freddie Wadling,
FM Einheit,
The Wake,
Surgeon,
Los Fastidios,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Invisible,
Royal Trux,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Remains,
Nick Fraelich,
Marc Almond,
Ultra Naté,
Mission of Burma,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud.
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.