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 Egypt and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 Salvador and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Lucky Dragons to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Richard Hell and the Voidoids. All the underground hits.
All Faust tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABBA 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cybotron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sister Nancy,
Rapeman,
Swell Maps,
Icehouse,
Con Funk Shun,
Adolescents,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Schoolly D,
Tommy Roe,
Eric Dolphy,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Sonny Sharrock,
Rufus Thomas,
Alton Ellis,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Dead Boys,
Aaron Thompson,
Hashim,
Ronan,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Davy DMX,
Ken Boothe,
Janne Schatter,
Flamin' Groovies,
Procol Harum,
PIL,
Ohio Players,
Minor Threat,
Kerri Chandler,
John Cale,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Scan 7,
Laurel Aitken,
Erasure,
Oneida,
Zapp,
Joe Smooth,
Kayak,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Neu!,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Donny Hathaway,
Circle Jerks,
Section 25,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Easy Going,
Smog,
Skarface,
Idris Muhammad,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Star Department,
Soulsonic Force,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Mo-Dettes,
Oblivians,
Sällskapet,
Mission of Burma,
D'Angelo,
Amon Düül II,
Ronnie Foster,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Index, Index, Index, Index.
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.