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 Cairo.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 10cc to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 ABBA. All the underground hits.
All Be Bop Deluxe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bluetip record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Normal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pylon,
Popol Vuh,
China Crisis,
Blancmange,
Eden Ahbez,
T.S.O.L.,
New Order,
Soul Sonic Force,
Tommy Roe,
Fifty Foot Hose,
AZ,
Camouflage,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Von Mondo,
Amon Düül II,
Fela Kuti,
E-Dancer,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Fugs,
Dead Boys,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Zapp,
The Dirtbombs,
Dennis Brown,
Iggy Pop,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Eli Mardock,
Porter Ricks,
Chris & Cosey,
R.M.O.,
the Association,
ABC,
Zero Boys,
Davy DMX,
Unrelated Segments,
Lungfish,
Steve Hackett,
K-Klass,
Guru Guru,
Visage,
Franke,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Cameo,
Kerrie Biddell,
One Last Wish,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Cramps,
Average White Band,
Simply Red,
Alice Coltrane,
Wasted Youth,
The Searchers,
The Seeds,
Neil Young,
Bobby Sherman,
Loose Ends,
Erykah Badu,
Avey Tare,
The Angels of Light,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Brothers Johnson,
Vladislav Delay,
Camberwell Now, Camberwell Now, Camberwell Now, Camberwell Now.
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.