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 Niger and from Beijing.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 Donald Fagen 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 Groovy Waters to the disco 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 Jeff Mills. All the underground hits.
All MDC tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rufus Thomas 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skarface record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fifty Foot Hose,
Rites of Spring,
Heaven 17,
Juan Atkins,
China Crisis,
Intrusion,
Cal Tjader,
OOIOO,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Searchers,
Excepter,
New Age Steppers,
The Mummies,
Brothers Johnson,
Drexciya,
Fugazi,
Arthur Verocai,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Reagan Youth,
The Busters,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Donny Hathaway,
Todd Rundgren,
Warsaw,
Crispian St. Peters,
Country Teasers,
The Count Five,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Darondo,
Skaos,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Ronnie Foster,
Gabor Szabo,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Associates,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
the Human League,
The Golliwogs,
The Last Poets,
Suburban Knight,
Sun City Girls,
Pet Shop Boys,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Blues Magoos,
Joyce Sims,
Depeche Mode,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Bill Wells,
Davy DMX,
June Days,
T.S.O.L.,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Funky Four + One,
Eric B and Rakim,
Susan Cadogan,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Accadde A,
Vladislav Delay,
The Music Machine, The Music Machine, The Music Machine, The Music Machine.
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.