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 United States and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 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 Eyeless In Gaza to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Gang Green. All the underground hits.
All Roxy Music tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Associates record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Faust,
Magma,
Darondo,
Cluster,
The Move,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Echospace,
Pussy Galore,
Swell Maps,
Neil Young,
K-Klass,
Camouflage,
Derrick Morgan,
Inner City,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Maleditus Sound,
Jesper Dahlback,
Scan 7,
The Mummies,
Lalo Schifrin,
Second Layer,
Technova,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Count Five,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Fluxion,
The Five Americans,
The Buckinghams,
Ultravox,
Y Pants,
Bad Manners,
Symarip,
Scion,
Television Personalities,
Banda Bassotti,
Flash Fearless,
Lower 48,
Gang Green,
Buzzcocks,
Kool Moe Dee,
Gichy Dan,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
8 Eyed Spy,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Isaac Hayes,
Grey Daturas,
Rekid,
Letta Mbulu,
The Skatalites,
the Bar-Kays,
Gastr Del Sol,
Patti Smith,
Smog,
Model 500,
Gang Gang Dance,
Niagra,
DNA,
The Happenings,
Adolescents, Adolescents, Adolescents, Adolescents.
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.