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 Albania and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Blancmange to the dance 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 Sällskapet. All the underground hits.
All New York Dolls 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 rock 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 theremin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
10cc,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Cheater Slicks,
Lalo Schifrin,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Bang On A Can,
Deepchord,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Barracudas,
Grauzone,
Crispy Ambulance,
cv313,
Reagan Youth,
Subhumans,
The Flesh Eaters,
Lee Hazlewood,
Judy Mowatt,
Black Bananas,
Warren Ellis,
the Swans,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Knickerbockers,
Icehouse,
Bad Manners,
Crime,
Drive Like Jehu,
Pere Ubu,
The Birthday Party,
Gang Starr,
Model 500,
The Count Five,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Derrick Morgan,
Stetsasonic,
Tubeway Army,
Wasted Youth,
Pagans,
Sister Nancy,
Clear Light,
Deakin,
Sly & The Family Stone,
kango's stein massive,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Black Moon,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Grey Daturas,
These Immortal Souls,
Heaven 17,
The Residents,
Peter and Kerry,
Magazine,
Oneida,
Lou Reed,
Stockholm Monsters,
Moby Grape,
The Vogues,
E-Dancer,
The United States of America,
The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight.
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.