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 Uganda and from Shanghai.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Slick Rick to the dance 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 Lower 48. All the underground hits.
All Underground Resistance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Real Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roy Ayers,
Todd Rundgren,
Half Japanese,
Royal Trux,
Wolf Eyes,
Animal Collective,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Make Up,
Darondo,
8 Eyed Spy,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Yaz,
Iggy Pop,
Nick Fraelich,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Jeff Lynne,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Hot Snakes,
La Düsseldorf,
Icehouse,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Alton Ellis,
Curtis Mayfield,
Public Image Ltd.,
Nico,
The Standells,
Livin' Joy,
Jacques Brel,
X-102,
Mad Mike,
Barrington Levy,
Bad Manners,
Blossom Toes,
Skriet,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Monochrome Set,
Shoche,
Excepter,
Blancmange,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Sexual Harrassment,
the Sonics,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Soft Cell,
The American Breed,
Audionom,
Barbara Tucker,
James White and The Blacks,
Symarip,
Theoretical Girls,
Grandmaster Flash,
Sound Behaviour,
Pharoah Sanders,
Marc Almond,
Derrick May,
Gong,
Deadbeat, Deadbeat, Deadbeat, Deadbeat.
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.