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 Kosovo and from Beijing.
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 Houston and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Major Organ And The Adding Machine to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 This Heat. All the underground hits.
All The Five Americans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DNA 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brand Nubian record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amon Düül II,
Electric Prunes,
Bobby Byrd,
The Smiths,
UT,
The Index,
Kenny Larkin,
DJ Sneak,
Depeche Mode,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Slave,
The Monks,
Flamin' Groovies,
Saccharine Trust,
Don Cherry,
Dorothy Ashby,
Ultravox,
Black Sheep,
Prince Buster,
LL Cool J,
The Count Five,
Fugazi,
B.T. Express,
48th St. Collective,
X-102,
Ohio Players,
Jerry's Kids,
Alison Limerick,
Audionom,
Glambeats Corp.,
Morten Harket,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Average White Band,
Desert Stars,
Chris Corsano,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Albert Ayler,
Malaria!,
Pantaleimon,
Sonic Youth,
Jimmy McGriff,
Theoretical Girls,
Altered Images,
Scion,
Lalann,
Andrew Hill,
Excepter,
Agitation Free,
Minor Threat,
The Toasters,
Judy Mowatt,
Lee Hazlewood,
Eric Dolphy,
Cecil Taylor,
Rakim,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Maleditus Sound,
Freddie Wadling,
The Fall,
Rod Modell,
Cybotron, Cybotron, Cybotron, Cybotron.
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.