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 Chad and from Woodstock.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Rapeman 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 Siouxsie and the Banshees. All the underground hits.
All Rotary Connection tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Man Parrish 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skriet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Bauhaus,
Tom Boy,
David McCallum,
Excepter,
Ponytail,
Altered Images,
Supertramp,
Anakelly,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Litter,
The Raincoats,
Nils Olav,
Skriet,
Lindisfarne,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
David Bowie,
Don Cherry,
Wire,
Piero Umiliani,
Mandrill,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Eric Dolphy,
Technova,
Dave Gahan,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Barracudas,
Animal Collective,
Grandmaster Flash,
Easy Going,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Blackbyrds,
Absolute Body Control,
Nico,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
KRS-One,
kango's stein massive,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Deadbeat,
Khruangbin,
Blossom Toes,
the Sonics,
Zapp,
Stetsasonic,
Kool Moe Dee,
Infiniti,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Crooked Eye,
Sister Nancy,
John Foxx,
The Selecter,
Minutemen,
Mars,
Public Enemy,
Ultravox,
The Sound,
The Dirtbombs,
Hardrive,
Main Source,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Dead Boys,
Robert Hood,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes.
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.