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 Nepal 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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Bologna.
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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Nils Olav to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Jesper Dahlbäck. All the underground hits.
All Joy Division tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Section 25 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harmonia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vainqueur,
Sexual Harrassment,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Sonic Youth,
10cc,
Jimmy McGriff,
Nick Fraelich,
Eric Dolphy,
The Pop Group,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Nas,
MC5,
Hasil Adkins,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Cymande,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Barclay James Harvest,
Lungfish,
Reagan Youth,
Au Pairs,
Kayak,
Cybotron,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Thompson Twins,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Intrusion,
The Raincoats,
Yazoo,
The Pretty Things,
The Neon Judgement,
Cameo,
The Leaves,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Mary Jane Girls,
L. Decosne,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Martian,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Rod Modell,
48th St. Collective,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Prince Buster,
Section 25,
Michelle Simonal,
Alton Ellis,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Sonics,
Arcadia,
Bauhaus,
Radiohead,
Grey Daturas,
The Doors,
John Cale,
Anakelly,
Babytalk,
Funky Four + One,
Hashim, Hashim, Hashim, Hashim.
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.