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 Tunisia and from Paris.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 rhodes 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 Magma to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Sun Ra. All the underground hits.
All The Sisters of Mercy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Sisters of Mercy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jawbox,
Drexciya,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Public Enemy,
Swell Maps,
Archie Shepp,
Bill Wells,
Arab on Radar,
The Invisible,
Blossom Toes,
The Smoke,
The Moody Blues,
Eve St. Jones,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Can,
Jeff Lynne,
Thee Headcoats,
Jacob Miller,
Janne Schatter,
Jimmy McGriff,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Ohio Players,
The Fire Engines,
The Motions,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Rhythm & Sound,
David Bowie,
The Fall,
Alison Limerick,
The Skatalites,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Radiohead,
Guru Guru,
Quando Quango,
The Toasters,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Camouflage,
Sound Behaviour,
The Names,
Barrington Levy,
Curtis Mayfield,
Glenn Branca,
Stereo Dub,
Anthony Braxton,
Dave Gahan,
Chrome,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Minor Threat,
Masters at Work,
Half Japanese,
Bush Tetras,
Groovy Waters,
Wire,
The Doors,
Altered Images,
Gang Gang Dance,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Gong,
The Sonics,
Panda Bear, Panda Bear, Panda Bear, Panda Bear.
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.