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 Belarus and from Lyon.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 theremin 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 Monks to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Radio Birdman. All the underground hits.
All Sister Nancy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bill Wells record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra Arkestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dennis Brown,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Matthew Bourne,
Wolf Eyes,
The Slackers,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Make Up,
Alphaville,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Skriet,
Agent Orange,
Godley & Creme,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Aswad,
Gang Starr,
The United States of America,
Graham Central Station,
Soulsonic Force,
Babytalk,
Stiv Bators,
Kaleidoscope,
The Vogues,
Jesper Dahlback,
Soul II Soul,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Scan 7,
Y Pants,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Electric Prunes,
Jawbox,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Barrington Levy,
Cymande,
The Tremeloes,
Nation of Ulysses,
Schoolly D,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
ABC,
DJ Style,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Deepchord,
Sällskapet,
JFA,
Mary Jane Girls,
a-ha,
Model 500,
LL Cool J,
Todd Rundgren,
The Victims,
Bronski Beat,
Ituana,
Toni Rubio,
Soul Sonic Force,
R.M.O.,
Pierre Henry,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
AZ,
Max Romeo,
Skaos,
Hot Snakes,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Pulsallama,
Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe.
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.