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 India and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Main Source to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Simply Red. All the underground hits.
All Yellowson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mighty Diamonds record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bang On A Can record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Big Daddy Kane,
kango's stein massive,
Rod Modell,
Warsaw,
Barclay James Harvest,
Black Flag,
Amon Düül,
Dual Sessions,
Robert Görl,
Wasted Youth,
Kerrie Biddell,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Aswad,
Intrusion,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Silicon Teens,
Negative Approach,
Urselle,
Nick Fraelich,
Peter and Kerry,
Grey Daturas,
Flamin' Groovies,
K-Klass,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Mandrill,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
the Normal,
The Cure,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Donny Hathaway,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Cybotron,
The Martian,
Unwound,
Rotary Connection,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Fuzztones,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Minny Pops,
Shoche,
John Foxx,
Accadde A,
Matthew Halsall,
Motorama,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Slackers,
Funky Four + One,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
DNA,
Matthew Bourne,
The Tremeloes,
Depeche Mode,
The Modern Lovers,
Duran Duran,
The Moleskins,
The Five Americans,
The Motions,
The Offenders,
Rosa Yemen,
Rufus Thomas, Rufus Thomas, Rufus Thomas, Rufus Thomas.
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.