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 Nigeria and from Edmonton.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Tehran.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the snare 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 Silicon Teens 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 Gong. All the underground hits.
All Bootsy Collins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flipper record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nico record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Ken Boothe,
The Seeds,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Shuggie Otis,
Shoche,
kango's stein massive,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Bobby Byrd,
David Bowie,
Subhumans,
UT,
Roxette,
Ornette Coleman,
Monolake,
Andrew Hill,
T.S.O.L.,
Gastr Del Sol,
Robert Görl,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Simply Red,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Durutti Column,
Amazonics,
Bush Tetras,
Gabor Szabo,
Frankie Knuckles,
Youth Brigade,
Absolute Body Control,
The Last Poets,
Guru Guru,
Neu!,
Throbbing Gristle,
Big Daddy Kane,
Deadbeat,
Rakim,
Warsaw,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Tubeway Army,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Modern Lovers,
Schoolly D,
Terry Callier,
Prince Buster,
Brothers Johnson,
Howard Jones,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Sam Rivers,
Gregory Isaacs,
Sonic Youth,
The Happenings,
Fear,
Electric Prunes,
Little Man,
Black Moon,
MC5,
Max Romeo,
Lou Reed,
Delta 5, Delta 5, Delta 5, Delta 5.
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.