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 Australia and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Kerri Chandler to the funk 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 Liaisons Dangereuses. All the underground hits.
All Qualms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Fania All-Stars record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Moody Blues record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
AZ,
Robert Wyatt,
Thompson Twins,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Popol Vuh,
Bobby Womack,
X-102,
Mantronix,
Howard Jones,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Radio Birdman,
Hasil Adkins,
Procol Harum,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Count Five,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Motions,
Oneida,
Pussy Galore,
Lou Reed,
Pierre Henry,
Audionom,
The Dead C,
Sister Nancy,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
the Germs,
Nick Fraelich,
Sällskapet,
Tres Demented,
New Order,
Agitation Free,
Black Moon,
Danielle Patucci,
Marcia Griffiths,
Josef K,
The Human League,
Gang Gang Dance,
Youth Brigade,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Fad Gadget,
The Modern Lovers,
Icehouse,
Nirvana,
Yazoo,
E-Dancer,
Tubeway Army,
The Smiths,
The Shadows of Knight,
Easy Going,
Duran Duran,
Skriet,
Yusef Lateef,
Quantec,
Leonard Cohen,
Spoonie Gee,
The Victims,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Barclay James Harvest,
Cecil Taylor,
Godley & Creme,
Y Pants, Y Pants, Y Pants, Y Pants.
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.