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 Korea North and from Delhi.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 The Modern Lovers to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Sisters of Mercy. All the underground hits.
All Theoretical Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Walker Brothers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 mellotron and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lonnie Liston Smith record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moss Icon,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Mojo Men,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Barbara Tucker,
Mission of Burma,
Flamin' Groovies,
Eden Ahbez,
The Neon Judgement,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Black Sheep,
Hoover,
Ken Boothe,
Mark Hollis,
The Gap Band,
LL Cool J,
Camouflage,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Intrusion,
Gerry Rafferty,
Fad Gadget,
Sixth Finger,
Soul II Soul,
Negative Approach,
Lyres,
Electric Prunes,
Ten City,
Radiohead,
Faust,
Danielle Patucci,
Joy Division,
Groovy Waters,
La Düsseldorf,
Al Stewart,
One Last Wish,
Q65,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Warren Ellis,
Visage,
Motorama,
Lakeside,
Rod Modell,
China Crisis,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Real Kids,
Loose Ends,
Faraquet,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Dual Sessions,
Essential Logic,
The Zeros,
Neu!,
Pulsallama,
Funky Four + One,
Lou Reed,
Soul Sonic Force,
Amon Düül,
Peter and Kerry,
kango's stein massive,
Wings, Wings, Wings, Wings.
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.