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 Kiribati and from Sao Paulo.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Cybotron to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 a-ha. All the underground hits.
All Nik Kershaw tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sparks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 snare and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fall record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Organ,
Susan Cadogan,
PIL,
The Doobie Brothers,
Idris Muhammad,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Angels of Light,
Kevin Saunderson,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Electric Prunes,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Fortunes,
Yaz,
X-Ray Spex,
Sixth Finger,
Zero Boys,
Yusef Lateef,
Lee Hazlewood,
Aswad,
JFA,
Jawbox,
the Soft Cell,
Audionom,
The Modern Lovers,
Eli Mardock,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sarah Menescal,
Ornette Coleman,
Eric B and Rakim,
Q65,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Ronnie Foster,
The Alarm Clocks,
Joe Finger,
Marcia Griffiths,
Black Flag,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Kaleidoscope,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Michelle Simonal,
K-Klass,
Harry Pussy,
Cal Tjader,
Jeff Mills,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Colin Newman,
Pussy Galore,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Delta 5,
Maleditus Sound,
Heaven 17,
Jesper Dahlback,
X-101,
The Zeros,
Youth Brigade,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Jacques Brel,
Eve St. Jones,
Iggy Pop, Iggy Pop, Iggy Pop, Iggy Pop.
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.