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 Malta and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 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 Camouflage to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 World's Most tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Zapp 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flash Fearless record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Associates,
The Vogues,
Sister Nancy,
Cameo,
The Motions,
Ossler,
Eurythmics,
Sonic Youth,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Icehouse,
Gil Scott Heron,
Mandrill,
Arcadia,
Chris & Cosey,
Scion,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Golliwogs,
World's Most,
Adolescents,
Skarface,
Moss Icon,
Funkadelic,
Arthur Verocai,
The Doobie Brothers,
Scientists,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Whodini,
Crispian St. Peters,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Black Bananas,
Mantronix,
Jesper Dahlback,
Girls At Our Best!,
Circle Jerks,
The Black Dice,
cv313,
OOIOO,
Roger Hodgson,
Barclay James Harvest,
Patti Smith,
Piero Umiliani,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Stetsasonic,
Parry Music,
Marcia Griffiths,
Unrelated Segments,
The Monochrome Set,
Dennis Brown,
Spandau Ballet,
The Divine Comedy,
Pierre Henry,
Kas Product,
Neil Young,
Anakelly,
Nick Fraelich,
Wally Richardson,
Schoolly D,
The Raincoats,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Pet Shop Boys,
Panda Bear, Panda Bear, Panda Bear, Panda Bear.
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.