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 Lesotho and from Taipei.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Public Image Ltd. to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 MC5. All the underground hits.
All Buzzcocks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bauhaus 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Manfred Mann's Earth Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tubeway Army,
Prince Buster,
Nik Kershaw,
These Immortal Souls,
Q65,
Mark Hollis,
Althea and Donna,
Sugar Minott,
In Retrospect,
Janne Schatter,
The Seeds,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Josef K,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Pet Shop Boys,
Bang On A Can,
kango's stein massive,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Joy Division,
The Mummies,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Michelle Simonal,
Japan,
Maleditus Sound,
Altered Images,
Delta 5,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
A Certain Ratio,
Electric Prunes,
Faust,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Animal Collective,
Robert Wyatt,
Lungfish,
Magma,
Soulsonic Force,
Hoover,
Index,
Anthony Braxton,
Bad Manners,
CMW,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Boz Scaggs,
Public Enemy,
Lakeside,
Television,
The Flesh Eaters,
Spandau Ballet,
Amon Düül,
The Golliwogs,
Tomorrow,
Drexciya,
Neil Young,
Parry Music,
Pagans,
Lucky Dragons,
Erykah Badu,
Basic Channel,
The Fire Engines,
Barry Ungar,
Unrelated Segments,
Reagan Youth,
Todd Rundgren,
Soft Cell, Soft Cell, Soft Cell, Soft Cell.
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.