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 Namibia and from Calgary.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 clarinet 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 The Moody Blues to the rap 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 Marine Girls. All the underground hits.
All Ultra Naté tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wings 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kas Product record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mantronix,
Yazoo,
Neu!,
Q and Not U,
Tommy Roe,
Soul Sonic Force,
Eli Mardock,
Main Source,
Laurel Aitken,
Blancmange,
Harmonia,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Cabaret Voltaire,
EPMD,
Beasts of Bourbon,
ABBA,
ABC,
China Crisis,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Pylon,
Amazonics,
Pharoah Sanders,
Interpol,
Dead Boys,
Average White Band,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
F. McDonald,
Ten City,
The Walker Brothers,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Kerri Chandler,
Idris Muhammad,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Rod Modell,
Jimmy McGriff,
Easy Going,
Aaron Thompson,
Curtis Mayfield,
Soft Machine,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Little Man,
48th St. Collective,
Sound Behaviour,
Youth Brigade,
Ludus,
Mars,
Model 500,
LL Cool J,
Minnie Riperton,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Dave Gahan,
Gong,
Roy Ayers,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Scrapy,
Terry Callier,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Toni Rubio,
The Star Department,
Joy Division,
Jawbox,
Dual Sessions,
The Searchers,
The Slits,
The Vogues, The Vogues, The Vogues, The Vogues.
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.