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 Denmark and from Calgary.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Madrid.
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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 June Days to the rap 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 Panda Bear. All the underground hits.
All Johnny Clarke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every June of 44 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an arpeggiator 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 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nirvana,
Funkadelic,
Duran Duran,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Nils Olav,
Deepchord,
Minnie Riperton,
Scratch Acid,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Buckinghams,
John Holt,
Ten City,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Pagans,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Television,
H. Thieme,
Ultra Naté,
The Beau Brummels,
The Invisible,
Bauhaus,
The Fire Engines,
Sixth Finger,
The Vogues,
Camouflage,
Ossler,
Surgeon,
Michelle Simonal,
Scott Walker,
Shuggie Otis,
Smog,
Stereo Dub,
The New Christs,
Monolake,
The Real Kids,
Accadde A,
Deadbeat,
Basic Channel,
Sister Nancy,
Tubeway Army,
The Residents,
Gang Gang Dance,
Severed Heads,
Saccharine Trust,
Derrick May,
10cc,
Tropical Tobacco,
Franke,
Althea and Donna,
Rhythm & Sound,
Ituana,
The Sound,
Liliput,
Arab on Radar,
The Barracudas,
One Last Wish,
kango's stein massive,
Scan 7,
Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators.
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.