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 Djibouti and from Lagos.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Selector Dub Narcotic to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Louis and Bebe Barron. All the underground hits.
All Lou Reed tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roxy Music record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Sonics,
Fela Kuti,
Iggy Pop,
Cluster,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Monks,
Frankie Knuckles,
Reuben Wilson,
Aloha Tigers,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Parry Music,
Altered Images,
Bobby Womack,
Tropical Tobacco,
F. McDonald,
The Zeros,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Gerry Rafferty,
In Retrospect,
The Sonics,
Gregory Isaacs,
Eden Ahbez,
The Alarm Clocks,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
10cc,
This Heat,
AZ,
New Order,
The New Christs,
FM Einheit,
Swell Maps,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Stooges,
Aural Exciters,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
John Cale,
Brick,
Animal Collective,
Jeff Mills,
Brass Construction,
Essential Logic,
Yusef Lateef,
The Human League,
Graham Central Station,
Rapeman,
Bill Near,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Invisible,
Scratch Acid,
Lalo Schifrin,
Faust,
Bad Manners,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Aaron Thompson,
Funkadelic,
The Associates,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Rosa Yemen,
Jeff Lynne,
The Black Dice,
Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan.
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.