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 Finland and from Paris.
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 Mumbai and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 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 Wolf Eyes to the jazz 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 Bill Wells. All the underground hits.
All Sad Lovers and Giants tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Johnny Osbourne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Divine Comedy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Lynne,
Ronnie Foster,
Pierre Henry,
Minutemen,
Cal Tjader,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Minor Threat,
Althea and Donna,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Average White Band,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Cramps,
Roy Ayers,
Robert Hood,
The Names,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Moby Grape,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Alice Coltrane,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Knickerbockers,
Ultra Naté,
Gong,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Big Daddy Kane,
Rites of Spring,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The United States of America,
Royal Trux,
Stiv Bators,
Jandek,
Swans,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Q65,
K-Klass,
The Divine Comedy,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Flipper,
Marcia Griffiths,
Grey Daturas,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Make Up,
Electric Prunes,
Kerri Chandler,
Lou Reed,
The Saints,
Nation of Ulysses,
Lungfish,
The Misunderstood,
Eddi Front,
Flash Fearless,
Howard Jones,
the Normal,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Man Parrish,
Gichy Dan,
Sam Rivers,
Erasure,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx.
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.