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 Kyrgyzstan and from Accra.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 The American Breed to the funk 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 Rakim. All the underground hits.
All Rhythim Is Rhythim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crash Course in Science record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Anthony Braxton record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
La Düsseldorf,
DJ Style,
Ultravox,
Albert Ayler,
Eden Ahbez,
Sonic Youth,
Lightning Bolt,
Radio Birdman,
Jimmy McGriff,
Jeff Lynne,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Skatalites,
Sex Pistols,
Rod Modell,
Harry Pussy,
Graham Central Station,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Theoretical Girls,
10cc,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Motorama,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Names,
The Happenings,
Nils Olav,
the Germs,
the Normal,
Sonny Sharrock,
Alphaville,
Chris & Cosey,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Fugs,
cv313,
Mission of Burma,
Gang Green,
Moss Icon,
The Slackers,
Bauhaus,
L. Decosne,
Fear,
Brass Construction,
The Dirtbombs,
Susan Cadogan,
Los Fastidios,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Scientists,
Prince Buster,
Von Mondo,
Rhythm & Sound,
Thompson Twins,
the Human League,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Boz Scaggs,
Dual Sessions,
The Shadows of Knight,
PIL,
Depeche Mode,
Hasil Adkins,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Joe Finger,
Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai.
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.