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 Moldova and from Accra.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Colin Newman to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Fort Wilson Riot. All the underground hits.
All Bad Manners tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Derrick May record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fugazi record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sly & The Family Stone,
Lakeside,
Kurtis Blow,
Organ,
F. McDonald,
Glenn Branca,
Essential Logic,
Frankie Knuckles,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Mo-Dettes,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Dawn Penn,
Avey Tare,
Hot Snakes,
Freddie Wadling,
Kool Moe Dee,
One Last Wish,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Peter and Kerry,
Babytalk,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Brand Nubian,
Tears for Fears,
Bill Wells,
Smog,
John Lydon,
The Gun Club,
Surgeon,
The Move,
Gabor Szabo,
David McCallum,
X-102,
Black Flag,
Jawbox,
KRS-One,
Bad Manners,
Soft Machine,
The Fugs,
The Wake,
The Dave Clark Five,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Banda Bassotti,
Los Fastidios,
The New Christs,
Mars,
The Fuzztones,
June Days,
the Slits,
Zero Boys,
Dennis Brown,
Magma,
Ultra Naté,
Public Image Ltd.,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Names,
Ponytail,
Janne Schatter,
Scrapy,
The Saints,
The Fire Engines,
Audionom,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.