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 Haiti and from Johannesburg.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 güiro 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 Talk Talk to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Basic Channel. All the underground hits.
All Flash Fearless tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Flag record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 spring reverb and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David McCallum record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moss Icon,
Brick,
The Gun Club,
Duran Duran,
Television,
Jeru the Damaja,
Guru Guru,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Music Machine,
Jimmy McGriff,
Harpers Bizarre,
Frankie Knuckles,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Crooked Eye,
Rufus Thomas,
the Bar-Kays,
OOIOO,
Ronnie Foster,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Roxette,
Mark Hollis,
Television Personalities,
Alice Coltrane,
Country Teasers,
Aaron Thompson,
Yusef Lateef,
Aloha Tigers,
The Tremeloes,
Altered Images,
Gang Starr,
The Gladiators,
Sällskapet,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Pylon,
The Mummies,
Ponytail,
The Walker Brothers,
Malaria!,
Johnny Osbourne,
Stetsasonic,
Audionom,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Gang of Four,
Bluetip,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Arthur Verocai,
Tres Demented,
The Busters,
Soul Sonic Force,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Patti Smith,
Skriet,
the Normal,
Siglo XX,
Soft Machine,
The Fortunes,
Juan Atkins,
Kerri Chandler,
Brass Construction,
Excepter,
Dark Day, Dark Day, Dark Day, Dark Day.
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.