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 Cuba and from Lille.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 synthesizer 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 Bootsy Collins to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Section 25. All the underground hits.
All Gian Franco Pienzio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Depeche Mode record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 oboe and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gang Gang Dance record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Spoonie Gee,
This Heat,
Rufus Thomas,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Malaria!,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Reagan Youth,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Ultimate Spinach,
MDC,
Bootsy Collins,
The Fuzztones,
Siglo XX,
Mission of Burma,
Yazoo,
The Kinks,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Derrick Morgan,
Vainqueur,
Franke,
Jeff Mills,
Robert Görl,
Pantytec,
Eurythmics,
Cheater Slicks,
Grauzone,
The Tremeloes,
Marine Girls,
T.S.O.L.,
Loose Ends,
Sun Ra,
the Swans,
Cal Tjader,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Todd Rundgren,
La Düsseldorf,
Kool Moe Dee,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Darondo,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Delta 5,
FM Einheit,
UT,
Cymande,
Monolake,
Moby Grape,
The Human League,
Eric Copeland,
The Dirtbombs,
Vladislav Delay,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
kango's stein massive,
Cybotron,
Cluster,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Skriet,
The Remains,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Alarm Clocks,
Graham Central Station,
June of 44,
Ken Boothe,
KRS-One, KRS-One, KRS-One, KRS-One.
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.