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 Ivory Coast and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Gang Gang Dance to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Funkadelic. All the underground hits.
All Subhumans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Trojans 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Oppenheimer Analysis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Wake,
Kaleidoscope,
Warsaw,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Lou Reed,
The Modern Lovers,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Selecter,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Birthday Party,
Johnny Clarke,
Erykah Badu,
Mad Mike,
Procol Harum,
Steve Hackett,
Gabor Szabo,
Erasure,
The Golliwogs,
Vladislav Delay,
Black Moon,
Guru Guru,
The Saints,
Be Bop Deluxe,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Fad Gadget,
Loose Ends,
Peter & Gordon,
Letta Mbulu,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
New York Dolls,
Negative Approach,
Mantronix,
Cameo,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Dead Boys,
Hot Snakes,
Jacques Brel,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Martian,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Bang On A Can,
Section 25,
Ponytail,
Robert Wyatt,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Girls At Our Best!,
Mo-Dettes,
Gichy Dan,
Babytalk,
The Toasters,
Boogie Down Productions,
Easy Going,
Cecil Taylor,
T.S.O.L.,
The Star Department,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Leaves,
The Mummies, The Mummies, The Mummies, The Mummies.
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.