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 Bolivia and from Manila.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and London.
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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the sitar 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 Johnny Osbourne to the funk 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 David McCallum. All the underground hits.
All Skriet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flamin' Groovies record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 oboe and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Reed & John Cale record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pantytec,
The Durutti Column,
Nico,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Technova,
La Düsseldorf,
Warren Ellis,
Skriet,
Sunsets and Hearts,
EPMD,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Dave Gahan,
Silicon Teens,
The Sound,
Slick Rick,
Brass Construction,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Don Cherry,
Neil Young,
Eric Dolphy,
Janne Schatter,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Names,
The Human League,
Panda Bear,
Johnny Clarke,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Busters,
Yusef Lateef,
Byron Stingily,
Thompson Twins,
The Blues Magoos,
In Retrospect,
Au Pairs,
June of 44,
Ronnie Foster,
Stetsasonic,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Peter & Gordon,
The Raincoats,
Kurtis Blow,
Tres Demented,
Livin' Joy,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Eric Copeland,
The Evens,
Eurythmics,
Robert Görl,
The Remains,
Pharoah Sanders,
Kerrie Biddell,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Bootsy Collins,
Joyce Sims,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Kas Product,
Black Bananas,
X-Ray Spex,
Organ,
Wally Richardson,
Marc Almond, Marc Almond, Marc Almond, Marc Almond.
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.