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 Thailand and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 marimba 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 Grey Daturas to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Neil Young. All the underground hits.
All Rhythim Is Rhythim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marshall Jefferson 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Radio Birdman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
MDC,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Soulsonic Force,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Tres Demented,
Jerry's Kids,
Todd Terry,
The Human League,
Dawn Penn,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
These Immortal Souls,
Can,
Massinfluence,
Steve Hackett,
Shuggie Otis,
Althea and Donna,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Heaven 17,
Sonic Youth,
Ice-T,
Gichy Dan,
Crash Course in Science,
Zero Boys,
Neu!,
Metal Thangz,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Cymande,
Amon Düül,
A Certain Ratio,
Peter & Gordon,
Popol Vuh,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Matthew Bourne,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Magazine,
The Associates,
Intrusion,
Davy DMX,
Jeff Lynne,
The Velvet Underground,
Loose Ends,
Byron Stingily,
Kool Moe Dee,
Wings,
Jeff Mills,
Qualms,
Altered Images,
Lou Christie,
Tomorrow,
Basic Channel,
Bronski Beat,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Rapeman,
Pulsallama,
Isaac Hayes,
Lyres,
Bobby Womack,
Jacob Miller,
Al Stewart,
Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty.
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.