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 Mali and from Lagos.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Zapp to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Alice Coltrane. All the underground hits.
All The Real Kids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MC5 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bill Wells record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin 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?
Cabaret Voltaire,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Dirtbombs,
Underground Resistance,
Gerry Rafferty,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Cameo,
One Last Wish,
Gang Gang Dance,
David Axelrod,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Country Teasers,
Camouflage,
Black Bananas,
Skarface,
Barrington Levy,
The Music Machine,
The Smiths,
Echospace,
The Misunderstood,
Rotary Connection,
The Moleskins,
Franke,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
MDC,
The Offenders,
Faraquet,
Niagra,
Warsaw,
Drexciya,
Chris & Cosey,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Inner City,
K-Klass,
Agitation Free,
Public Image Ltd.,
Motorama,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Wake,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Nick Fraelich,
the Fania All-Stars,
Smog,
Sexual Harrassment,
Intrusion,
Loose Ends,
Skaos,
Lee Hazlewood,
Technova,
The Names,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Heaven 17,
Minor Threat,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Dennis Brown,
Moss Icon,
Fear,
Rod Modell,
Yaz,
Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica.
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.