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 Belgium and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 The Toasters to the rap 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 The American Breed. All the underground hits.
All Piero Umiliani tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Television Personalities record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pere Ubu,
Jeff Mills,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Kevin Saunderson,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Mars,
Al Stewart,
Davy DMX,
Brass Construction,
Terrestrial Tones,
Lalann,
Essential Logic,
The Fall,
Tim Buckley,
Nirvana,
The Names,
48th St. Collective,
R.M.O.,
Ludus,
Cheater Slicks,
Archie Shepp,
Whodini,
Inner City,
Saccharine Trust,
CMW,
Flipper,
Agent Orange,
the Bar-Kays,
Amazonics,
Black Pus,
kango's stein massive,
Ituana,
Johnny Osbourne,
Second Layer,
Slave,
Soft Cell,
Barbara Tucker,
The Gap Band,
One Last Wish,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
This Heat,
The Zeros,
Audionom,
UT,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Kaleidoscope,
Maurizio,
Nik Kershaw,
LL Cool J,
Popol Vuh,
Yazoo,
Matthew Bourne,
Urselle,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Bill Near,
The Wake,
Tubeway Army,
Tom Boy,
Ronnie Foster,
Patti Smith,
ABC,
Lindisfarne,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Lightning Bolt,
Country Teasers, Country Teasers, Country Teasers, Country Teasers.
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.