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 El Salvador and from Salvador.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the guitar 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 DJ Sneak to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 ABBA. All the underground hits.
All Ken Boothe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yaz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 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 Lebanon Hanover record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Blossom Toes,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Model 500,
Rufus Thomas,
Warsaw,
Masters at Work,
Brothers Johnson,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Pop Group,
DNA,
The Fugs,
The Sonics,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
MC5,
Johnny Osbourne,
Sonny Sharrock,
Funky Four + One,
Television Personalities,
Minnie Riperton,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Gregory Isaacs,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Harpers Bizarre,
UT,
Kerri Chandler,
the Slits,
The Stooges,
Heaven 17,
Pharoah Sanders,
Erasure,
Deepchord,
Lower 48,
Tim Buckley,
Duran Duran,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Lalann,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Frankie Knuckles,
Audionom,
Scrapy,
Ronan,
The Gap Band,
Sonic Youth,
Black Pus,
Hasil Adkins,
Sixth Finger,
Thompson Twins,
Wally Richardson,
cv313,
Sarah Menescal,
Lou Christie,
David Axelrod,
Talk Talk,
Tears for Fears,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Kinks,
The Golliwogs,
Camberwell Now,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family.
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.