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 Iceland and from Delhi.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Sonic Youth 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 Easy Going. All the underground hits.
All Deepchord tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Television Personalities 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a a-ha record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Henry Cow,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Fela Kuti,
The Litter,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Stooges,
Skaos,
the Slits,
Unrelated Segments,
Monks,
Crash Course in Science,
Gerry Rafferty,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Los Fastidios,
Faust,
The Fall,
Scrapy,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Mr. Review,
The Fuzztones,
MC5,
Zero Boys,
Depeche Mode,
Hot Snakes,
Girls At Our Best!,
Von Mondo,
Harpers Bizarre,
Eve St. Jones,
Camberwell Now,
The Move,
PIL,
The Slackers,
Sun City Girls,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Outsiders,
Cameo,
Mars,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
OOIOO,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Reagan Youth,
Alison Limerick,
Minor Threat,
Dark Day,
Brass Construction,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Jacques Brel,
The Human League,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The United States of America,
Bluetip,
Funkadelic,
Amazonics,
Crispy Ambulance,
Liliput,
Motorama,
UT,
Parry Music,
The Techniques,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.