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 Benin and from Lagos.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Model 500 to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Gil Scott Heron. All the underground hits.
All X-101 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Heavy D & The Boyz 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 a sitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kas Product record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Sonics,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Cybotron,
The Motions,
Eddi Front,
Television Personalities,
The Blues Magoos,
Youth Brigade,
Eric B and Rakim,
Skriet,
Quando Quango,
Fela Kuti,
Tommy Roe,
Glenn Branca,
David McCallum,
Dual Sessions,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Camberwell Now,
Bang On A Can,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Ituana,
Bobby Sherman,
The Sound,
The Knickerbockers,
Eurythmics,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Sun City Girls,
Joe Finger,
Reuben Wilson,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Mr. Review,
Godley & Creme,
The Barracudas,
Sam Rivers,
Lou Reed,
Lalo Schifrin,
OOIOO,
Schoolly D,
JFA,
Dead Boys,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Freddie Wadling,
the Soft Cell,
Heaven 17,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Zero Boys,
Lalann,
Anakelly,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Crooked Eye,
Clear Light,
These Immortal Souls,
The Misunderstood,
Matthew Bourne,
Morten Harket,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Fatback Band,
Terry Callier, Terry Callier, Terry Callier, Terry Callier.
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.