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 Gambia and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Mumbai.
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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the theremin 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 James White and The Blacks to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Residents. All the underground hits.
All Toni Rubio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Susan Cadogan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bronski Beat,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Brick,
The Fugs,
Parry Music,
B.T. Express,
Flash Fearless,
Deepchord,
Unrelated Segments,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Darondo,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Black Moon,
Alton Ellis,
Negative Approach,
Wings,
Soul II Soul,
The Doobie Brothers,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Rotary Connection,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Crime,
The Misunderstood,
Lee Hazlewood,
Audionom,
Blake Baxter,
Cymande,
Black Flag,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Excepter,
Rites of Spring,
Fluxion,
Sound Behaviour,
Tom Boy,
Monks,
The Vogues,
Das Ding,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The American Breed,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lalann,
Procol Harum,
Matthew Halsall,
Janne Schatter,
Average White Band,
Visage,
Gang of Four,
Fela Kuti,
Quadrant,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
La Düsseldorf,
F. McDonald,
Ultravox,
Eurythmics,
The Invisible,
The Real Kids,
Andrew Hill,
Rekid,
Animal Collective,
ABC,
10cc,
Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire.
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.