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 Oman and from Tehran.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 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 Pere Ubu to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Faust. All the underground hits.
All Saccharine Trust tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Judy Mowatt record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Von Mondo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Adolescents,
The New Christs,
Arthur Verocai,
Brand Nubian,
Sixth Finger,
Brothers Johnson,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Loose Ends,
Lebanon Hanover,
Stetsasonic,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
the Association,
Blake Baxter,
The Names,
Donald Byrd,
Reuben Wilson,
Motorama,
Theoretical Girls,
Eric Copeland,
Japan,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Fat Boys,
Rotary Connection,
The Doobie Brothers,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Royal Trux,
Bang On A Can,
Boz Scaggs,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Man Parrish,
Maurizio,
Organ,
Urselle,
The Sonics,
Subhumans,
Shuggie Otis,
Barbara Tucker,
Intrusion,
Anakelly,
The Gap Band,
Johnny Clarke,
Zapp,
The Litter,
Neil Young,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Jesper Dahlback,
Gerry Rafferty,
Arcadia,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Five Americans,
Erasure,
Sexual Harrassment,
Fad Gadget,
Flipper,
Chrome,
Althea and Donna,
Grauzone,
Essential Logic,
Harmonia,
The Residents,
The Gun Club, The Gun Club, The Gun Club, The Gun Club.
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.