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 Sudan and from Stockholm.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 snare 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 Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The Techniques. All the underground hits.
All Oblivians tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Simply Red record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a It's A Beautiful Day record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Al Stewart,
Kas Product,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Slick Rick,
Fear,
Skaos,
Dual Sessions,
Deakin,
Man Parrish,
Nirvana,
Roxy Music,
Joe Smooth,
Rod Modell,
Metal Thangz,
The Toasters,
Gang Gang Dance,
Flamin' Groovies,
Soul II Soul,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Jeru the Damaja,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Erykah Badu,
Alton Ellis,
Malaria!,
Black Flag,
The Motions,
Sun Ra,
The Sound,
Clear Light,
OOIOO,
Matthew Halsall,
Peter and Kerry,
Masters at Work,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Cal Tjader,
Dennis Brown,
The Pretty Things,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Blues Magoos,
Jacques Brel,
Panda Bear,
Scott Walker,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
H. Thieme,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Supertramp,
LL Cool J,
Drive Like Jehu,
Stereo Dub,
Urselle,
the Swans,
Pet Shop Boys,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Tom Boy,
Girls At Our Best!,
Pulsallama,
Fugazi,
The Fall,
The Stooges,
Eric Copeland,
Skriet,
Lower 48,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Alphaville, Alphaville, Alphaville, Alphaville.
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.