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 Angola and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 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 Sixth Finger to the rock 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 Inner City. All the underground hits.
All Pylon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every James Chance & The Contortions 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Joe & The Fish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nirvana,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Buckinghams,
Outsiders,
New York Dolls,
Stockholm Monsters,
Eddi Front,
Television,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Dead Boys,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Cramps,
Negative Approach,
Sparks,
Tomorrow,
Unwound,
Dark Day,
Roger Hodgson,
T. Rex,
the Sonics,
Altered Images,
The Shadows of Knight,
Soul II Soul,
Joe Smooth,
The Blackbyrds,
Derrick Morgan,
The Fall,
Chris & Cosey,
Panda Bear,
Todd Terry,
Lebanon Hanover,
Warren Ellis,
Glenn Branca,
Gang Green,
The Residents,
Mars,
Derrick May,
FM Einheit,
Rotary Connection,
Sun City Girls,
The Trojans,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Ken Boothe,
MDC,
Harmonia,
The Selecter,
Ultimate Spinach,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Music Machine,
Dual Sessions,
Marvin Gaye,
Urselle,
Newcleus,
Arab on Radar,
The Moody Blues,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Happenings,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Japan,
Boogie Down Productions,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago.
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.