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 Ukraine and from Houston.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 David Bowie 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 The Fortunes to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.
All Yellowson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Justin Hinds & The Dominoes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 güiro and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David McCallum record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes 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?
Andrew Hill,
Peter and Kerry,
Scott Walker,
Gregory Isaacs,
Roger Hodgson,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Mars,
Letta Mbulu,
The Index,
Q and Not U,
Dave Gahan,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Monolake,
Nick Fraelich,
Harmonia,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Matthew Bourne,
Bobby Sherman,
The Knickerbockers,
X-Ray Spex,
T.S.O.L.,
Sugar Minott,
Japan,
K-Klass,
Reuben Wilson,
Maleditus Sound,
Blossom Toes,
The Doors,
The Gap Band,
Panda Bear,
Porter Ricks,
These Immortal Souls,
The Grass Roots,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Godley & Creme,
The Flesh Eaters,
Rakim,
Traffic Nightmare,
ABC,
Joe Smooth,
Y Pants,
China Crisis,
The Associates,
Royal Trux,
Crash Course in Science,
Dorothy Ashby,
Archie Shepp,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Hasil Adkins,
Moby Grape,
MC5,
David McCallum,
Main Source,
Junior Murvin,
The Walker Brothers,
La Düsseldorf,
Schoolly D,
Sight & Sound,
The Sound,
Chris & Cosey,
Pantytec,
Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale.
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.