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 Bhutan and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 Madrid and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Japan to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Royal Trux. All the underground hits.
All Aaron Thompson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Symarip 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pagans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nico,
Icehouse,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Derrick May,
Arcadia,
Fugazi,
Reagan Youth,
Avey Tare,
The Gap Band,
Johnny Osbourne,
Ronan,
Skaos,
June Days,
Youth Brigade,
The Red Krayola,
The Beau Brummels,
Quando Quango,
Ponytail,
Robert Görl,
Donny Hathaway,
Letta Mbulu,
Althea and Donna,
Zapp,
Clear Light,
June of 44,
Boz Scaggs,
Gregory Isaacs,
Dual Sessions,
Robert Hood,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Television Personalities,
Archie Shepp,
Bush Tetras,
The Invisible,
Graham Central Station,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Desert Stars,
Yellowson,
The Shadows of Knight,
John Holt,
Black Moon,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Qualms,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Japan,
The Modern Lovers,
Kevin Saunderson,
Pussy Galore,
Leonard Cohen,
The Neon Judgement,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Nik Kershaw,
Joensuu 1685,
Whodini,
Smog,
Shuggie Otis,
PIL,
cv313,
The Velvet Underground,
Hoover,
The Misunderstood,
Steve Hackett, Steve Hackett, Steve Hackett, Steve Hackett.
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.