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 Gambia and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 Holger Czukay 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 Morten Harket to the rock 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 Little Man. All the underground hits.
All the Germs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brothers Johnson 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amon Düül record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Von Mondo,
Ralphi Rosario,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Wings,
Suicide,
JFA,
Sonny Sharrock,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Human League,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Nation of Ulysses,
Robert Wyatt,
Jacques Brel,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Main Source,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Sam Rivers,
Sixth Finger,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Sugar Minott,
Organ,
The Red Krayola,
Soulsonic Force,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Count Five,
Lou Reed,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Arthur Verocai,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Eddi Front,
Graham Central Station,
Procol Harum,
Gabor Szabo,
FM Einheit,
Morten Harket,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Juan Atkins,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Moody Blues,
The Sound,
The Buckinghams,
Bronski Beat,
Pantytec,
L. Decosne,
The Doobie Brothers,
Scott Walker,
The Fall,
Inner City,
Terry Callier,
Barclay James Harvest,
Camberwell Now,
The Moleskins,
Audionom,
Man Parrish,
Popol Vuh,
CMW,
The Pretty Things,
Kevin Saunderson,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Make Up,
Connie Case,
Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls.
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.