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 Switzerland and from Sao Paulo.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 synthesizer 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 The Black Dice to the grunge 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 kango's stein massive. All the underground hits.
All Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Niagra 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wasted Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Bar-Kays,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Rufus Thomas,
Los Fastidios,
Cecil Taylor,
The New Christs,
The Star Department,
Godley & Creme,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Man Eating Sloth,
the Swans,
Bobby Sherman,
Stereo Dub,
The Doors,
Colin Newman,
Lakeside,
Silicon Teens,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Invisible,
Half Japanese,
John Cale,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Aloha Tigers,
The Knickerbockers,
Warsaw,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Faust,
Technova,
The Leaves,
Gastr Del Sol,
Thee Headcoats,
Rosa Yemen,
Wings,
The Stooges,
Pantaleimon,
Max Romeo,
Crime,
The Misunderstood,
The Young Rascals,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Das Ding,
Roxette,
Ronnie Foster,
Mission of Burma,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Talk Talk,
A Certain Ratio,
Suicide,
Spoonie Gee,
The United States of America,
Susan Cadogan,
David McCallum,
Arab on Radar,
Eric B and Rakim,
Y Pants,
Soft Machine,
Aswad,
Lalann,
Absolute Body Control,
Swans,
Nik Kershaw, Nik Kershaw, Nik Kershaw, Nik Kershaw.
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.