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 Algeria and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 arpeggiator 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 In Retrospect to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Shuggie Otis. All the underground hits.
All Jacques Brel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flipper record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Busters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Donny Hathaway,
Youth Brigade,
Roy Ayers,
Yaz,
Alton Ellis,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Joensuu 1685,
Bluetip,
Little Man,
Max Romeo,
Barrington Levy,
Goldenarms,
Skriet,
The Fuzztones,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Infiniti,
R.M.O.,
One Last Wish,
Niagra,
Delon & Dalcan,
Kayak,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Hot Snakes,
The Walker Brothers,
The Pop Group,
The Monks,
The Sonics,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Cybotron,
Faraquet,
The Golliwogs,
Fluxion,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Gastr Del Sol,
Liliput,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Duran Duran,
Mark Hollis,
Zero Boys,
the Normal,
A Certain Ratio,
Kas Product,
The Five Americans,
Eve St. Jones,
Dennis Brown,
Freddie Wadling,
Brand Nubian,
Flipper,
Hasil Adkins,
The Techniques,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Moody Blues,
Ludus,
Bobby Byrd,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Index,
The J.B.'s,
Delta 5,
Newcleus,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Skatalites, The Skatalites, The Skatalites, The Skatalites.
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.