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 Peru and from Woodstock.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Joensuu 1685 to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Absolute Body Control. All the underground hits.
All Popol Vuh tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Toasters 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a marimba 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 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gories,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Harpers Bizarre,
Schoolly D,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Mad Mike,
Make Up,
The Angels of Light,
Half Japanese,
The Black Dice,
Avey Tare,
Alice Coltrane,
Sparks,
cv313,
Sonic Youth,
Althea and Donna,
The Walker Brothers,
Depeche Mode,
Sugar Minott,
The Searchers,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
China Crisis,
Easy Going,
Cybotron,
Goldenarms,
Eurythmics,
Clear Light,
Chrome,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Smiths,
Crash Course in Science,
Parry Music,
Anthony Braxton,
Royal Trux,
Todd Rundgren,
The Cramps,
The Fall,
Bobby Womack,
Youth Brigade,
Bill Wells,
Dave Gahan,
The Mummies,
Nils Olav,
Black Bananas,
Public Enemy,
Robert Görl,
Girls At Our Best!,
Soul II Soul,
Deepchord,
La Düsseldorf,
Pulsallama,
Jesper Dahlback,
PIL,
Stereo Dub,
Peter and Kerry,
Rekid,
Darondo,
Wire,
Idris Muhammad,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Gang Starr,
Johnny Clarke,
Soft Cell, Soft Cell, Soft Cell, Soft Cell.
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.