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 Jordan and from Taipei.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 arpeggiator 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 James White and The Blacks to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch. All the underground hits.
All Symarip tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fear record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a kango's stein massive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Nirvana,
Basic Channel,
Radiohead,
The Names,
Gabor Szabo,
Byron Stingily,
Rakim,
Niagra,
Agitation Free,
Yellowson,
Barry Ungar,
Theoretical Girls,
R.M.O.,
New York Dolls,
Camberwell Now,
Severed Heads,
Outsiders,
Neu!,
Section 25,
Buzzcocks,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Busters,
June of 44,
DNA,
Stiv Bators,
Porter Ricks,
Tom Boy,
Bang On A Can,
Stereo Dub,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
X-101,
Bush Tetras,
Jacques Brel,
The Fire Engines,
Erasure,
Althea and Donna,
The Gun Club,
Scientists,
Gang Starr,
Sister Nancy,
The Sonics,
Terrestrial Tones,
Steve Hackett,
The Blackbyrds,
Bauhaus,
Hardrive,
Whodini,
Zero Boys,
Chris & Cosey,
Roger Hodgson,
Quadrant,
Derrick Morgan,
Cecil Taylor,
Q and Not U,
the Germs,
X-102,
Kas Product,
The Gories,
Wings,
The Grass Roots,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.