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 Tanzania and from Manila.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 chamberlin 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 Rahsaan Roland Kirk to the rap 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 Lee Hazlewood. All the underground hits.
All Hashim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Selecter 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Strawberry Alarm Clock record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Unrelated Segments,
These Immortal Souls,
Rosa Yemen,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Amon Düül,
The Doors,
Crispy Ambulance,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Nik Kershaw,
Crooked Eye,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Dark Day,
Matthew Bourne,
Kerri Chandler,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Radiopuhelimet,
Sight & Sound,
Al Stewart,
Josef K,
Derrick May,
Amon Düül II,
Ralphi Rosario,
Susan Cadogan,
Moebius,
Sexual Harrassment,
Slick Rick,
The Monks,
The Detroit Cobras,
Lucky Dragons,
Icehouse,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Stooges,
David Bowie,
Cybotron,
Glambeats Corp.,
Lakeside,
Excepter,
The Selecter,
Depeche Mode,
Eric B and Rakim,
Eric Dolphy,
Suburban Knight,
The Busters,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Second Layer,
Kayak,
Bizarre Inc.,
Alice Coltrane,
Bobby Womack,
Cameo,
Jacob Miller,
Q65,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Leonard Cohen,
Matthew Halsall,
Charles Mingus,
Wasted Youth,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Blackbyrds,
Camberwell Now,
The Move,
Interpol,
Warsaw, Warsaw, Warsaw, Warsaw.
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.