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 Belarus and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 theremin 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 Matthew Halsall to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 New York Dolls. All the underground hits.
All Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Con Funk Shun record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mojo Men record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 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?
The Toasters,
The Moleskins,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Pussy Galore,
The Shadows of Knight,
Man Eating Sloth,
Nico,
Rekid,
Scott Walker,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Electric Prunes,
the Soft Cell,
Fatback Band,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Marmalade,
Eddi Front,
In Retrospect,
Alton Ellis,
Sonny Sharrock,
Don Cherry,
Sun City Girls,
Mo-Dettes,
Rufus Thomas,
Robert Görl,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Arcadia,
The Five Americans,
Gong,
Maurizio,
Deepchord,
Quantec,
Avey Tare,
Franke,
Kas Product,
Boogie Down Productions,
Curtis Mayfield,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lucky Dragons,
John Coltrane,
Ultra Naté,
Amon Düül II,
The Martian,
Cal Tjader,
Spoonie Gee,
The Motions,
Circle Jerks,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
10cc,
D'Angelo,
Sex Pistols,
Soulsonic Force,
The Names,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Newcleus,
Sexual Harrassment,
Traffic Nightmare,
Minnie Riperton,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Agent Orange,
David Bowie,
Ornette Coleman,
Camberwell Now, Camberwell Now, Camberwell Now, Camberwell Now.
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.