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 Sri Lanka and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the sitar 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 The Flesh Eaters to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 DeepChord presents Echospace. All the underground hits.
All Mark Hollis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every OOIOO record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 snare and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flash Fearless record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brand Nubian,
Scan 7,
Mad Mike,
Alice Coltrane,
Mantronix,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Suicide,
Glambeats Corp.,
Funkadelic,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Yazoo,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Electric Light Orchestra,
Organ,
Aswad,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Henry Cow,
Toni Rubio,
Joe Smooth,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Delon & Dalcan,
Fluxion,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Slackers,
Idris Muhammad,
The Moleskins,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Kevin Saunderson,
Faust,
Interpol,
Sun Ra,
Bauhaus,
Lalann,
Steve Hackett,
Cal Tjader,
The Angels of Light,
Arcadia,
Derrick Morgan,
The Techniques,
Lebanon Hanover,
Liliput,
Trumans Water,
Magazine,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Dead C,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Guru Guru,
Cameo,
Al Stewart,
Throbbing Gristle,
Radiopuhelimet,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Harpers Bizarre,
Fat Boys,
FM Einheit,
Carl Craig,
Jeff Lynne,
Junior Murvin,
Rites of Spring,
Young Marble Giants,
The Offenders,
Jesper Dahlback,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth.
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.