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 France and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Neil Young to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Kaleidoscope. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Juan Atkins 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vladislav Delay record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yellowson,
Harmonia,
Audionom,
Ultra Naté,
Marcia Griffiths,
Aloha Tigers,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Delon & Dalcan,
DJ Style,
Sonny Sharrock,
Marc Almond,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Moss Icon,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Massinfluence,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Vainqueur,
The Gap Band,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Durutti Column,
Gerry Rafferty,
Gil Scott Heron,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Alphaville,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Rites of Spring,
Robert Hood,
Skaos,
One Last Wish,
Panda Bear,
Tomorrow,
Unwound,
The United States of America,
Jeff Mills,
Arcadia,
Khruangbin,
Country Teasers,
Trumans Water,
The Dirtbombs,
Sound Behaviour,
New York Dolls,
The Busters,
MDC,
Dave Gahan,
The Victims,
The Gories,
New Age Steppers,
The Star Department,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Five Americans,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Can,
Jesper Dahlback,
Deadbeat,
Silicon Teens,
Fugazi,
Marvin Gaye,
Jacob Miller,
Davy DMX,
Rakim,
Alice Coltrane,
Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub.
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.