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 Croatia and from Seoul.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Sound Behaviour to the techno 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 Gichy Dan. All the underground hits.
All Gang Starr tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lucky Dragons 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aaron Thompson,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Sun Ra,
Bill Wells,
EPMD,
Lou Reed,
Porter Ricks,
Maleditus Sound,
Pantaleimon,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Simply Red,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
UT,
Motorama,
The Sonics,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Buckinghams,
Malaria!,
Niagra,
Ornette Coleman,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Last Poets,
Young Marble Giants,
Gang Green,
Davy DMX,
Rekid,
Fad Gadget,
Eric Dolphy,
Blancmange,
Model 500,
Mars,
the Germs,
Eric B and Rakim,
Silicon Teens,
Dark Day,
Japan,
Mo-Dettes,
The Vogues,
Depeche Mode,
Accadde A,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
T. Rex,
Banda Bassotti,
The Saints,
Gregory Isaacs,
T.S.O.L.,
Bang On A Can,
Black Bananas,
Reuben Wilson,
Soul II Soul,
The American Breed,
The Associates,
Barclay James Harvest,
Severed Heads,
Ronan,
Jeff Mills,
the Bar-Kays,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Durutti Column,
Desert Stars,
Matthew Bourne,
Minor Threat, Minor Threat, Minor Threat, Minor Threat.
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.