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 Slovakia and from Stockholm.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Soulsonic Force to the techno 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 Supertramp. All the underground hits.
All Japan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flipper record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 an arpeggiator and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Donny Hathaway record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rites of Spring,
Black Sheep,
Warren Ellis,
Godley & Creme,
Nation of Ulysses,
Model 500,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Johnny Clarke,
Judy Mowatt,
Bobby Womack,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Quadrant,
Big Daddy Kane,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Jeff Lynne,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Jandek,
Glambeats Corp.,
Terrestrial Tones,
Blake Baxter,
The Searchers,
Tom Boy,
Frankie Knuckles,
cv313,
Little Man,
The Gories,
Ronan,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Unrelated Segments,
Dawn Penn,
Pere Ubu,
Ohio Players,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Grass Roots,
Pole,
Symarip,
The New Christs,
Lindisfarne,
Joey Negro,
Aaron Thompson,
Camberwell Now,
Malaria!,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Wasted Youth,
Robert Wyatt,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Martian,
New Age Steppers,
Letta Mbulu,
Fluxion,
The Music Machine,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Brick,
Bang On A Can,
The Neon Judgement,
Maurizio,
Dual Sessions,
The Mummies,
Minnie Riperton,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Flipper,
Hot Snakes,
Easy Going, Easy Going, Easy Going, Easy Going.
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.