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 Lille.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Raincoats to the rap 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 Offenders. All the underground hits.
All Marc Almond tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dark Day record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zapp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Christie,
Matthew Halsall,
Joe Finger,
Duran Duran,
ABC,
Chris Corsano,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The United States of America,
Rekid,
Sister Nancy,
Lalann,
The Dirtbombs,
Patti Smith,
Oblivians,
Donald Byrd,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Michelle Simonal,
The Litter,
Davy DMX,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
MC5,
Vainqueur,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Barracudas,
Minny Pops,
Silicon Teens,
Marmalade,
Drexciya,
John Coltrane,
Letta Mbulu,
Erasure,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Make Up,
Scratch Acid,
DJ Style,
Joyce Sims,
Sound Behaviour,
The Shadows of Knight,
Half Japanese,
Stiv Bators,
Pantytec,
Cluster,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Sugar Minott,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Parry Music,
Wire,
Deadbeat,
Simply Red,
Public Image Ltd.,
Rhythm & Sound,
Ornette Coleman,
Mandrill,
Lindisfarne,
Brass Construction,
The Flesh Eaters,
Pole,
Max Romeo,
8 Eyed Spy,
Gang Green,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry.
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.