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 Lebanon and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Panda Bear to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Kool G Rap & DJ Polo. All the underground hits.
All Jacques Brel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-102 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rekid record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bush Tetras,
Funky Four + One,
Soulsonic Force,
Unrelated Segments,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
48th St. Collective,
Jacques Brel,
Half Japanese,
Dave Gahan,
Johnny Clarke,
The Velvet Underground,
Tommy Roe,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Newcleus,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Kurtis Blow,
Skriet,
Monks,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Masters at Work,
Crash Course in Science,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Ultravox,
Section 25,
Sonny Sharrock,
Pulsallama,
Hashim,
Deadbeat,
Das Ding,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Doobie Brothers,
Roy Ayers,
Rod Modell,
LL Cool J,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Country Teasers,
Alton Ellis,
Cameo,
Sarah Menescal,
The Gories,
L. Decosne,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Scan 7,
Intrusion,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Kaleidoscope,
Slave,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
the Normal,
Duran Duran,
Aloha Tigers,
Youth Brigade,
Archie Shepp,
The Cure,
Organ,
Bob Dylan,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Stockholm Monsters,
Jeru the Damaja,
Gregory Isaacs,
Crooked Eye,
Blossom Toes,
Moss Icon,
Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen.
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.