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 Armenia and from Madrid.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 The Buckinghams to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane. All the underground hits.
All Mo-Dettes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Carl Craig 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Radiohead record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hoover,
Skaos,
Cecil Taylor,
Jeru the Damaja,
Talk Talk,
Avey Tare,
The Kinks,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Bill Wells,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Davy DMX,
Essential Logic,
Quantec,
the Slits,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Smoke,
Mary Jane Girls,
Marc Almond,
Pole,
The Real Kids,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Brass Construction,
Bobby Sherman,
Godley & Creme,
Marcia Griffiths,
8 Eyed Spy,
Flamin' Groovies,
the Association,
The Modern Lovers,
Freddie Wadling,
The Cure,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Average White Band,
The Grass Roots,
Unrelated Segments,
Dark Day,
Jerry's Kids,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Detroit Cobras,
Half Japanese,
Deadbeat,
Soft Cell,
Robert Wyatt,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Anakelly,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Slackers,
Goldenarms,
Ronnie Foster,
Lungfish,
Wolf Eyes,
Marmalade,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Velvet Underground,
Lower 48,
Pantaleimon,
FM Einheit,
The Pretty Things,
Theoretical Girls,
Scientists, Scientists, Scientists, Scientists.
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.