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 Cuba and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 808 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 Rekid to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Grey Daturas. All the underground hits.
All Archie Shepp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jacques Brel 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a X-101 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Babytalk,
Ossler,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Eddi Front,
Main Source,
Mantronix,
Kenny Larkin,
8 Eyed Spy,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Drive Like Jehu,
Iggy Pop,
Bootsy Collins,
A Certain Ratio,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Derrick Morgan,
10cc,
Sparks,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Colin Newman,
The Misunderstood,
Jeru the Damaja,
Ponytail,
Zero Boys,
Scan 7,
Massinfluence,
The Sonics,
David Axelrod,
The Barracudas,
Joe Smooth,
The Dirtbombs,
Brick,
Wire,
Loose Ends,
Magma,
Jeff Mills,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Black Moon,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Evens,
Blossom Toes,
The Angels of Light,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The J.B.'s,
Bauhaus,
Roxy Music,
The Pretty Things,
U.S. Maple,
Ken Boothe,
Reagan Youth,
Ralphi Rosario,
Warsaw,
Stockholm Monsters,
Accadde A,
Maurizio,
Throbbing Gristle,
Tom Boy,
Neu!,
Icehouse,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Vladislav Delay,
The Flesh Eaters, The Flesh Eaters, The Flesh Eaters, The Flesh Eaters.
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.