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 United States and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Fluxion 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 The Beau Brummels. All the underground hits.
All Freddie Wadling tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quantec record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Desert Stars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eve St. Jones,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Fortunes,
Davy DMX,
One Last Wish,
Amon Düül II,
Soft Machine,
Kurtis Blow,
Rites of Spring,
Shuggie Otis,
ABC,
Excepter,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Jerry's Kids,
Goldenarms,
Josef K,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Cluster,
Bob Dylan,
Rhythm & Sound,
H. Thieme,
The J.B.'s,
Rakim,
The Busters,
Newcleus,
The Remains,
Gerry Rafferty,
Sun Ra,
Sonny Sharrock,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Slackers,
The Toasters,
Mars,
Nico,
The Doobie Brothers,
Animal Collective,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Matthew Halsall,
Susan Cadogan,
Lou Reed,
Sarah Menescal,
Charles Mingus,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
DJ Style,
Jandek,
Chris & Cosey,
Graham Central Station,
Soul Sonic Force,
Godley & Creme,
Joe Smooth,
Negative Approach,
Yusef Lateef,
48th St. Collective,
Peter and Kerry,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Easy Going,
Delta 5,
The Moody Blues,
Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman.
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.