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 Maldives and from Milan.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 Robert Palmer 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 Minnie Riperton to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Electric Light Orchestra. All the underground hits.
All Intrusion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed & Metallica record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Blancmange record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bootsy Collins,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Jimmy McGriff,
Gang Green,
Faraquet,
Maleditus Sound,
Ronnie Foster,
Althea and Donna,
Big Daddy Kane,
Sound Behaviour,
The Blues Magoos,
Television Personalities,
Yellowson,
The Standells,
Minnie Riperton,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Alison Limerick,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Qualms,
Cal Tjader,
Freddie Wadling,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Babytalk,
Swell Maps,
Alice Coltrane,
Alphaville,
Dark Day,
Arcadia,
Hardrive,
Average White Band,
Lower 48,
Soft Machine,
Kerrie Biddell,
Scientists,
Susan Cadogan,
Moss Icon,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Girls At Our Best!,
John Foxx,
The Red Krayola,
Toni Rubio,
UT,
The Birthday Party,
Drive Like Jehu,
Charles Mingus,
The Gun Club,
Morten Harket,
Y Pants,
Kaleidoscope,
FM Einheit,
Symarip,
Andrew Hill,
Chris & Cosey,
The Buckinghams,
8 Eyed Spy,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
One Last Wish,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
the Bar-Kays,
Agitation Free,
Sam Rivers,
Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock.
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.