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 Bolivia and from Lyon.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 sitar 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 Gang Green to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Jimmy McGriff. All the underground hits.
All Pulsallama tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Zeros record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Techniques record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Man Eating Sloth,
Black Sheep,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Buzzcocks,
Scion,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Avey Tare,
Tim Buckley,
Thompson Twins,
Josef K,
Kurtis Blow,
The Move,
Lalann,
Ossler,
The Star Department,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Busters,
Howard Jones,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Scrapy,
R.M.O.,
Moby Grape,
China Crisis,
The Gun Club,
The Leaves,
New York Dolls,
Index,
The Dave Clark Five,
Wolf Eyes,
Scott Walker,
Bauhaus,
Suicide,
Kas Product,
Public Enemy,
Lee Hazlewood,
Monolake,
Cymande,
Alison Limerick,
Jandek,
Gerry Rafferty,
Michelle Simonal,
DNA,
Bobby Sherman,
Brothers Johnson,
Reagan Youth,
kango's stein massive,
Chris Corsano,
The Remains,
Brick,
Mandrill,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Massinfluence,
Frankie Knuckles,
Warren Ellis,
Tomorrow,
Guru Guru,
Delon & Dalcan,
Jimmy McGriff,
Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees.
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.