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 Argentina and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Sao Paulo.
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 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 Robert Palmer 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 Kaleidoscope to the techno 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 Kas Product. All the underground hits.
All The Dead C tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Matthew Bourne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 a chamberlin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Whodini record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Model 500,
Robert Görl,
Animal Collective,
The Divine Comedy,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Mantronix,
Jacob Miller,
The Shadows of Knight,
Interpol,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Martian,
The Mummies,
Eli Mardock,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Yaz,
Whodini,
Kenny Larkin,
Robert Wyatt,
Fatback Band,
The Pop Group,
Oneida,
Lucky Dragons,
Alison Limerick,
Roxette,
Mission of Burma,
Terry Callier,
The Misunderstood,
Tom Boy,
Chrome,
Rufus Thomas,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Bootsy Collins,
Anakelly,
Country Teasers,
Sound Behaviour,
Moebius,
DNA,
Bobby Womack,
Gang Gang Dance,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Ralphi Rosario,
Ludus,
The Vogues,
Funkadelic,
a-ha,
Piero Umiliani,
Gastr Del Sol,
Skarface,
Nico,
The Sisters of Mercy,
the Association,
Symarip,
Yusef Lateef,
Sixth Finger,
Das Ding,
June Days,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Star Department, The Star Department, The Star Department, The Star Department.
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.