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 Singapore and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 harpsichord 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 Vainqueur to the dance 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 Franke. All the underground hits.
All Lalann tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABC record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neil Young & Crazy Horse record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Darondo,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Agent Orange,
Derrick Morgan,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Alarm Clocks,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Music Machine,
Joe Smooth,
Can,
The Victims,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Joy Division,
Grey Daturas,
Camberwell Now,
Bobby Sherman,
Swans,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Slackers,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Adolescents,
Ultravox,
Dual Sessions,
The Slits,
Tears for Fears,
Gang Gang Dance,
New York Dolls,
Pharoah Sanders,
Hardrive,
Curtis Mayfield,
Guru Guru,
Susan Cadogan,
Accadde A,
Michelle Simonal,
Crash Course in Science,
Gang Starr,
Roxy Music,
Mark Hollis,
48th St. Collective,
Charles Mingus,
The Saints,
the Soft Cell,
Massinfluence,
Fluxion,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Rekid,
The Divine Comedy,
Boredoms,
The Stooges,
Skaos,
The Index,
Porter Ricks,
Junior Murvin,
Scott Walker,
Alison Limerick,
Mary Jane Girls,
June Days,
Delta 5,
Ralphi Rosario,
David McCallum,
Brand Nubian, Brand Nubian, Brand Nubian, Brand Nubian.
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.