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 Ghana and from Cairo.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 oboe 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 Flipper to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Jacob Miller. All the underground hits.
All Moebius tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Major Organ And The Adding Machine 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Moebius record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Mojo Men,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Derrick Morgan,
Colin Newman,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Cowsills,
Alton Ellis,
Crash Course in Science,
Joe Finger,
Kas Product,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Livin' Joy,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Lyres,
10cc,
Slick Rick,
Robert Hood,
Rites of Spring,
Juan Atkins,
Altered Images,
Joey Negro,
Agitation Free,
Morten Harket,
Nas,
Hashim,
The Monochrome Set,
The Index,
The Cure,
The Mighty Diamonds,
John Foxx,
Nils Olav,
Pussy Galore,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
X-101,
Duran Duran,
Nico,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Stooges,
Bluetip,
Oblivians,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Tubeway Army,
This Heat,
Piero Umiliani,
The Blues Magoos,
Pantytec,
Los Fastidios,
Chrome,
The Trojans,
Loose Ends,
Flash Fearless,
Bush Tetras,
The Electric Prunes,
The Monks,
Suburban Knight,
Boz Scaggs,
Popol Vuh,
Procol Harum, Procol Harum, Procol Harum, Procol Harum.
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.