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 United States and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 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 Sun Ra to the punk 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 The Real Kids. All the underground hits.
All X-102 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joey Negro record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pantytec record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Spoonie Gee,
Sixth Finger,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Human League,
Joensuu 1685,
Moss Icon,
Fat Boys,
Peter & Gordon,
Idris Muhammad,
Sight & Sound,
Banda Bassotti,
Glambeats Corp.,
Das Ding,
David McCallum,
Young Marble Giants,
Faust,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Angels of Light,
Procol Harum,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ralphi Rosario,
Babytalk,
Mandrill,
Minnie Riperton,
a-ha,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Busters,
Sparks,
Excepter,
Jeru the Damaja,
Outsiders,
Lalann,
The Alarm Clocks,
Dark Day,
Mad Mike,
Second Layer,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Lalo Schifrin,
Surgeon,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Bad Manners,
The Index,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Shoche,
Michelle Simonal,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Q and Not U,
Nico,
8 Eyed Spy,
R.M.O.,
The Golliwogs,
The Gories,
D'Angelo,
Drexciya,
Bauhaus,
Oblivians,
The Gap Band,
Y Pants,
The Slits,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Evens, The Evens, The Evens, The Evens.
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.