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 Indonesia and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Columbus.
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 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 B.T. Express to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Fluxion. All the underground hits.
All Skarface tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ohio Players 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 clarinet and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jacob Miller record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alison Limerick,
Groovy Waters,
The Skatalites,
The Offenders,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Mr. Review,
Mantronix,
Schoolly D,
Laurel Aitken,
Echospace,
Subhumans,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Bronski Beat,
Bobby Sherman,
New Order,
The Fortunes,
The Standells,
Deepchord,
Curtis Mayfield,
Erykah Badu,
Sam Rivers,
Cecil Taylor,
The Angels of Light,
Archie Shepp,
Skaos,
The New Christs,
Rod Modell,
The Invisible,
JFA,
Marine Girls,
Skriet,
Glenn Branca,
Mad Mike,
Hot Snakes,
Eurythmics,
Rufus Thomas,
Goldenarms,
The Grass Roots,
The Sonics,
Kenny Larkin,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Henry Cow,
Sandy B,
K-Klass,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Black Moon,
Michelle Simonal,
The Cowsills,
The Toasters,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Stereo Dub,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Supertramp,
John Cale,
Swell Maps,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Au Pairs,
Suicide,
Chrome,
Donald Byrd, Donald Byrd, Donald Byrd, Donald Byrd.
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.