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 Somalia and from Beijing.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 guitar 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 Albert Ayler to the dance 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 The Durutti Column. All the underground hits.
All Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pulsallama 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sarah Menescal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Soft Machine,
Kaleidoscope,
Desert Stars,
Pagans,
Bush Tetras,
Terry Callier,
La Düsseldorf,
Metal Thangz,
Boz Scaggs,
Adolescents,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
kango's stein massive,
Lou Reed,
Eli Mardock,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Crispian St. Peters,
Swans,
Idris Muhammad,
Andrew Hill,
New Age Steppers,
Don Cherry,
Faraquet,
the Swans,
Sun Ra,
The Raincoats,
Moebius,
Mark Hollis,
Sonic Youth,
Brass Construction,
Rotary Connection,
Eric Copeland,
Slave,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Blake Baxter,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Evens,
Black Pus,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Techniques,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Blues Magoos,
Laurel Aitken,
Dorothy Ashby,
Zero Boys,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
OOIOO,
the Fania All-Stars,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Knickerbockers,
Kerrie Biddell,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Basic Channel,
Mr. Review,
Zapp,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Detroit Cobras,
U.S. Maple,
John Lydon,
DNA,
Harmonia, Harmonia, Harmonia, Harmonia.
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.