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 Suriname and from Delhi.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Reuben Wilson to the funk 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 The Associates. All the underground hits.
All The Techniques tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Surgeon 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Depeche Mode record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed,
Davy DMX,
Suburban Knight,
Minor Threat,
Warsaw,
Swell Maps,
The Golliwogs,
The Techniques,
Kas Product,
Kenny Larkin,
Ronan,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Dorothy Ashby,
Section 25,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Leaves,
Roy Ayers,
Kayak,
Ornette Coleman,
Neil Young,
New Age Steppers,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Fall,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Stockholm Monsters,
Peter and Kerry,
Lalo Schifrin,
Rotary Connection,
Model 500,
The Remains,
Sandy B,
The Velvet Underground,
Schoolly D,
The Associates,
John Coltrane,
Brass Construction,
Nils Olav,
Young Marble Giants,
Eli Mardock,
John Holt,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Delta 5,
The Cure,
Pole,
Boz Scaggs,
Letta Mbulu,
Simply Red,
Erykah Badu,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Anthony Braxton,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Grass Roots,
Godley & Creme,
Barbara Tucker,
Qualms,
Procol Harum,
T. Rex,
Electric Prunes,
Prince Buster,
Amazonics,
X-101, X-101, X-101, X-101.
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.