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 Togo and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 Tokyo and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 Maurizio to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Aswad. All the underground hits.
All Carl Craig tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Derrick May 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Los Fastidios record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kool Moe Dee,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Cosmic Jokers,
ABBA,
LL Cool J,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Echospace,
Byron Stingily,
Kevin Saunderson,
F. McDonald,
Ken Boothe,
Rosa Yemen,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Pet Shop Boys,
Wolf Eyes,
Dave Gahan,
Scan 7,
Johnny Clarke,
Eurythmics,
Gichy Dan,
Mission of Burma,
K-Klass,
Franke,
Deakin,
Metal Thangz,
Barclay James Harvest,
June Days,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Angels of Light,
Eddi Front,
Al Stewart,
Panda Bear,
Rakim,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Crime,
Technova,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Agent Orange,
Nico,
Anakelly,
Iggy Pop,
OOIOO,
Warren Ellis,
Roxy Music,
48th St. Collective,
Joy Division,
Dawn Penn,
The Remains,
Delta 5,
Tom Boy,
Symarip,
The Beau Brummels,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Smog,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Amon Düül,
Pole, Pole, Pole, Pole.
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.