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 Estonia and from Johannesburg.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 mellotron 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 The Monks to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Pere Ubu. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Sherman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every a-ha 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eli Mardock 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?
Quantec,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Depeche Mode,
Nick Fraelich,
Sugar Minott,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Isaac Hayes,
Moby Grape,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Intrusion,
Silicon Teens,
Eden Ahbez,
Fugazi,
Jandek,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Althea and Donna,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Sun Ra,
Sister Nancy,
Barry Ungar,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Outsiders,
Sonny Sharrock,
Zapp,
Tears for Fears,
Rhythm & Sound,
Anthony Braxton,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Metal Thangz,
Joensuu 1685,
Jawbox,
Qualms,
Peter and Kerry,
Mad Mike,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Funkadelic,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Rosa Yemen,
The Smiths,
Harry Pussy,
Harmonia,
Eli Mardock,
Neil Young,
Absolute Body Control,
Blancmange,
Robert Hood,
the Soft Cell,
Basic Channel,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Gap Band,
Babytalk,
Kenny Larkin,
Danielle Patucci,
Donny Hathaway,
June Days,
Eddi Front,
Motorama,
Rapeman,
X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex.
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.