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 Brazil and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 harpsichord 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 AZ to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 D'Angelo. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Sherman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Justin Hinds & The Dominoes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pagans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DNA,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Underground Resistance,
The Smoke,
The Index,
Organ,
Donny Hathaway,
Pharoah Sanders,
Drexciya,
Loose Ends,
Sandy B,
Joe Finger,
Archie Shepp,
Gil Scott Heron,
China Crisis,
Jeff Lynne,
The Skatalites,
Idris Muhammad,
10cc,
Tubeway Army,
L. Decosne,
Cybotron,
Cluster,
Radiohead,
Funkadelic,
The Sonics,
The Dave Clark Five,
Pet Shop Boys,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Maleditus Sound,
Vainqueur,
Curtis Mayfield,
Amazonics,
Eric B and Rakim,
Tears for Fears,
The Names,
Radio Birdman,
Erykah Badu,
Scientists,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Thee Headcoats,
Suicide,
The Count Five,
Sparks,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Sun City Girls,
The Black Dice,
The Velvet Underground,
Kerrie Biddell,
Livin' Joy,
Circle Jerks,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Wake,
Andrew Hill,
Sonic Youth,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Gories,
Masters at Work,
Glenn Branca, Glenn Branca, Glenn Branca, Glenn Branca.
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.