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 Tajikistan and from Cairo.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 The Knickerbockers to the dance 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 Neil Young & Crazy Horse. All the underground hits.
All Schoolly D tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Symarip record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 marimba and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Radio Birdman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flash Fearless,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Audionom,
Drive Like Jehu,
Grey Daturas,
Smog,
Section 25,
Jimmy McGriff,
Outsiders,
10cc,
The Cramps,
Neil Young,
Avey Tare,
Tubeway Army,
Q65,
Sun City Girls,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
World's Most,
Glambeats Corp.,
Wolf Eyes,
Liliput,
Guru Guru,
Pet Shop Boys,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Nik Kershaw,
Niagra,
Ice-T,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Lindisfarne,
The Doors,
Todd Rundgren,
Little Man,
Sarah Menescal,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Mad Mike,
The Walker Brothers,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Pretty Things,
David Axelrod,
Ituana,
The Stooges,
T.S.O.L.,
Kenny Larkin,
The Beau Brummels,
Depeche Mode,
Tears for Fears,
The Wake,
The Neon Judgement,
Mantronix,
Sonny Sharrock,
Traffic Nightmare,
Fluxion,
Funky Four + One,
The Misunderstood,
Bluetip,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Absolute Body Control,
Ten City, Ten City, Ten City, Ten City.
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.