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 Burundi and from Lille.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Television Personalities to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Godley & Creme. All the underground hits.
All Teenage Jesus and the Jerks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Drive Like Jehu record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skarface record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Busters,
E-Dancer,
Robert Görl,
Mantronix,
Agent Orange,
Public Enemy,
The Motions,
Section 25,
Eden Ahbez,
The Names,
The Vogues,
B.T. Express,
Subhumans,
JFA,
Pantytec,
Kas Product,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Y Pants,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Mars,
Thee Headcoats,
The Music Machine,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Real Kids,
Symarip,
Gong,
Au Pairs,
Young Marble Giants,
Tim Buckley,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Angry Samoans,
Deadbeat,
Stiv Bators,
Minny Pops,
Pet Shop Boys,
Porter Ricks,
Franke,
FM Einheit,
Popol Vuh,
Khruangbin,
Nation of Ulysses,
Simply Red,
Tubeway Army,
Newcleus,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Index,
Susan Cadogan,
Wings,
Jacob Miller,
Jacques Brel,
Monks,
Suburban Knight,
Amon Düül II,
Idris Muhammad,
Neu!,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Little Man,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Pulsallama,
Schoolly D,
Eric Dolphy, Eric Dolphy, Eric Dolphy, Eric Dolphy.
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.