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 Tonga and from Shanghai.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 DNA to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Magazine. All the underground hits.
All Vladislav Delay tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mummies record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Anakelly record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sly & The Family Stone,
Basic Channel,
Isaac Hayes,
Neil Young,
Nico,
Liliput,
Amon Düül,
Fela Kuti,
Minor Threat,
Derrick Morgan,
Das Ding,
The Saints,
E-Dancer,
Sarah Menescal,
Q and Not U,
Maleditus Sound,
China Crisis,
Con Funk Shun,
Marmalade,
Kurtis Blow,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Fall,
Royal Trux,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Wire,
Y Pants,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
New Age Steppers,
Flipper,
Sonic Youth,
Trumans Water,
Lyres,
Organ,
Marine Girls,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The United States of America,
Ohio Players,
Bobby Byrd,
Crispian St. Peters,
Peter & Gordon,
Ronnie Foster,
Pole,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Cheater Slicks,
Brass Construction,
The Barracudas,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Golliwogs,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Hashim,
Sight & Sound,
The Music Machine,
The Dead C,
Roxy Music,
Pagans,
Au Pairs,
Sun City Girls,
Reuben Wilson,
Grey Daturas,
Swell Maps,
Lakeside,
Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One.
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.