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 Syria and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Milan.
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 spring reverb 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 Duran Duran to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Isaac Hayes. All the underground hits.
All The Vogues tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dorothy Ashby record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kool Moe Dee record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Music Machine,
Stockholm Monsters,
Gang Green,
Cecil Taylor,
Max Romeo,
Man Eating Sloth,
Sight & Sound,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Carl Craig,
Jeff Lynne,
Lou Reed,
Harmonia,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
DNA,
Crash Course in Science,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Fire Engines,
Rakim,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Eurythmics,
Wolf Eyes,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Adolescents,
Agent Orange,
Thee Headcoats,
Section 25,
Ponytail,
Parry Music,
The Blues Magoos,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Joe Finger,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
LL Cool J,
Charles Mingus,
U.S. Maple,
Kerrie Biddell,
Soul II Soul,
Au Pairs,
Sonny Sharrock,
The New Christs,
Basic Channel,
The Leaves,
Marmalade,
Toni Rubio,
The Pop Group,
Alice Coltrane,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Yaz,
Funkadelic,
The Martian,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Intrusion,
The Shadows of Knight,
Stiv Bators,
Alison Limerick,
Barry Ungar,
Robert Hood,
Bobby Byrd,
The Electric Prunes,
Minny Pops,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Scientists, Scientists, Scientists, Scientists.
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.