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 Fiji and from Winnipeg.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 guitar 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 The Detroit Cobras to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Agitation Free. All the underground hits.
All Erasure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brass Construction record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 a theremin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultimate Spinach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Gap Band,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Scan 7,
Japan,
Lebanon Hanover,
Pylon,
Scientists,
Tomorrow,
Newcleus,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Wings,
Underground Resistance,
Steve Hackett,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Icehouse,
PIL,
Organ,
The Saints,
Todd Terry,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Andrew Hill,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Bush Tetras,
Spandau Ballet,
Roxy Music,
Joyce Sims,
Fear,
The Modern Lovers,
Sandy B,
Magma,
Lucky Dragons,
Maleditus Sound,
Bobby Womack,
Minor Threat,
The Detroit Cobras,
Bluetip,
Toni Rubio,
Matthew Halsall,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Cramps,
Letta Mbulu,
Hasil Adkins,
The Misunderstood,
E-Dancer,
The Alarm Clocks,
Rod Modell,
Brass Construction,
Scrapy,
Rekid,
Lou Christie,
Leonard Cohen,
Saccharine Trust,
Patti Smith,
Wolf Eyes,
The Zeros,
Lee Hazlewood,
Black Bananas,
the Association,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth.
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.