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 Morocco and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 harpsichord 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 Camberwell Now to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Television. All the underground hits.
All JFA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radiohead 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 an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bronski Beat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Talk Talk,
Moby Grape,
Ken Boothe,
The Doors,
The Black Dice,
Eddi Front,
Danielle Patucci,
The Slits,
Tres Demented,
Junior Murvin,
X-101,
AZ,
Blossom Toes,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Jacques Brel,
Maleditus Sound,
Unwound,
Parry Music,
Agent Orange,
Sound Behaviour,
The Index,
Albert Ayler,
Radiohead,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
June Days,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Public Enemy,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
The American Breed,
Q65,
Technova,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Al Stewart,
The Fugs,
Circle Jerks,
Animal Collective,
Kerrie Biddell,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Archie Shepp,
The Invisible,
The Buckinghams,
Darondo,
Soft Machine,
Arcadia,
Con Funk Shun,
a-ha,
Banda Bassotti,
Patti Smith,
The Fire Engines,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Bobby Sherman,
DJ Sneak,
Nirvana,
Fluxion,
Bronski Beat,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne.
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.