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 South Africa 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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 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 Notorious Big And Bone Thugs to the grunge 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 Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane. All the underground hits.
All Pere Ubu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fela Kuti record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gian Franco Pienzio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
T.S.O.L.,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
DJ Style,
The Shadows of Knight,
Ten City,
The Fortunes,
Gabor Szabo,
Lungfish,
Patti Smith,
Danielle Patucci,
Johnny Clarke,
Erykah Badu,
Byron Stingily,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Mandrill,
Wolf Eyes,
The Zeros,
Roger Hodgson,
Marvin Gaye,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
These Immortal Souls,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
New Order,
The Dead C,
New York Dolls,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Carl Craig,
Y Pants,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Bush Tetras,
Brothers Johnson,
Tommy Roe,
Graham Central Station,
Chrome,
Technova,
Amon Düül II,
Rufus Thomas,
Alison Limerick,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Raincoats,
June of 44,
The Standells,
kango's stein massive,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Lee Hazlewood,
Organ,
Scratch Acid,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Prince Buster,
The Electric Prunes,
David Axelrod,
The Move,
Barclay James Harvest,
Heaven 17,
Gang Gang Dance,
Bizarre Inc.,
Saccharine Trust,
Kas Product,
The Velvet Underground,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy.
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.