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 Sri Lanka and from Jakarta.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Bob Dylan to the techno 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 The Techniques. All the underground hits.
All Sällskapet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scan 7 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 guitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harmonia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Toasters,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Minny Pops,
Flamin' Groovies,
Gang Green,
Television,
Roxy Music,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Juan Atkins,
This Heat,
Morten Harket,
The Tremeloes,
Neil Young,
the Sonics,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
DJ Style,
Fela Kuti,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
David Bowie,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Newcleus,
Unrelated Segments,
The Stooges,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Tubeway Army,
Adolescents,
Black Bananas,
Skarface,
Ice-T,
Anakelly,
Soft Machine,
Clear Light,
One Last Wish,
Mars,
The Dave Clark Five,
Glambeats Corp.,
Agent Orange,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The New Christs,
Cymande,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Johnny Clarke,
Tom Boy,
Maleditus Sound,
Soulsonic Force,
Little Man,
The Evens,
Audionom,
Crooked Eye,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Cowsills,
Model 500,
Neu!,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Procol Harum,
The Young Rascals,
K-Klass,
Index,
Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu.
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.