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 Norway and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Copenhagen.
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 clarinet 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 Cabaret Voltaire 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 Flash Fearless. All the underground hits.
All The United States of America tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cabaret Voltaire 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Procol Harum record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Second Layer,
Audionom,
Au Pairs,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Tom Boy,
Half Japanese,
Alison Limerick,
the Soft Cell,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Tim Buckley,
Scion,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Vainqueur,
Flamin' Groovies,
Throbbing Gristle,
Grandmaster Flash,
Spandau Ballet,
Kerri Chandler,
Letta Mbulu,
Archie Shepp,
The Real Kids,
Clear Light,
X-Ray Spex,
Intrusion,
Guru Guru,
Lalann,
10cc,
Prince Buster,
The Victims,
DJ Style,
Gastr Del Sol,
Cal Tjader,
Sam Rivers,
Robert Görl,
T.S.O.L.,
Maleditus Sound,
The Leaves,
Leonard Cohen,
Jerry's Kids,
Eric B and Rakim,
Barrington Levy,
Wally Richardson,
Robert Hood,
Icehouse,
Sixth Finger,
Sandy B,
Rosa Yemen,
Byron Stingily,
E-Dancer,
The Gories,
Bang On A Can,
Grauzone,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
the Normal,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Suburban Knight,
Ice-T,
Steve Hackett,
K-Klass, K-Klass, K-Klass, K-Klass.
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.