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 Angola and from Columbus.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 linndrum 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 Jacob Miller to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Faust. All the underground hits.
All LL Cool J tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Susan Cadogan 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Charles Mingus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ossler,
Amon Düül,
Cheater Slicks,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Newcleus,
Hasil Adkins,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Pop Group,
Amazonics,
Ultravox,
Sparks,
Y Pants,
Dual Sessions,
D'Angelo,
Camouflage,
The New Christs,
X-102,
Symarip,
CMW,
Fatback Band,
Mr. Review,
Scratch Acid,
Blake Baxter,
Masters at Work,
The Leaves,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Motions,
Accadde A,
The Monochrome Set,
Jandek,
Mo-Dettes,
Deakin,
H. Thieme,
Guru Guru,
Absolute Body Control,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Aaron Thompson,
China Crisis,
Procol Harum,
The Gap Band,
Fluxion,
Lakeside,
The Count Five,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Ken Boothe,
The Barracudas,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Ronnie Foster,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Peter & Gordon,
R.M.O.,
Todd Terry,
Ohio Players,
Barbara Tucker,
10cc,
Lou Christie,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Joy Division,
DNA,
Erasure,
Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay.
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.