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 Korea North and from Jakarta.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 Michael McDonald 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 Thee Headcoats to the electroclash 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 Groovy Waters. All the underground hits.
All Fifty Foot Hose tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hasil Adkins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 chamberlin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter & Gordon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minny Pops,
Michelle Simonal,
Minor Threat,
Vladislav Delay,
Stereo Dub,
The Monochrome Set,
MC5,
The Doors,
Mad Mike,
Gang Gang Dance,
Dave Gahan,
Duran Duran,
The Alarm Clocks,
Blossom Toes,
The Tremeloes,
Sarah Menescal,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Erykah Badu,
Hoover,
Freddie Wadling,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
KRS-One,
Funky Four + One,
Soft Machine,
Mr. Review,
The Victims,
The Count Five,
Bobby Womack,
Josef K,
The Fuzztones,
Q and Not U,
Aloha Tigers,
Urselle,
Nirvana,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Deepchord,
Heaven 17,
Siglo XX,
Masters at Work,
Index,
Harpers Bizarre,
Sällskapet,
Black Bananas,
Jerry Gold Smith,
CMW,
Main Source,
the Slits,
The Saints,
Saccharine Trust,
PIL,
Bluetip,
Radiohead,
Drive Like Jehu,
the Fania All-Stars,
Idris Muhammad,
Mission of Burma,
Scratch Acid,
The Gun Club,
Crispy Ambulance,
K-Klass,
Tom Boy,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band.
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.