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 Yemen and from Toronto.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 808 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 Angry Samoans to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Scott Walker + Sunn O))). All the underground hits.
All Robert Hood tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Avey Tare 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a This Heat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer 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?
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Jerry's Kids,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Drexciya,
Sun City Girls,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Barrington Levy,
The Shadows of Knight,
Eve St. Jones,
Joe Finger,
The Leaves,
The Flesh Eaters,
Boredoms,
Tomorrow,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
L. Decosne,
Janne Schatter,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Toni Rubio,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Fugazi,
Lakeside,
A Flock of Seagulls,
David Bowie,
Moss Icon,
Neu!,
Sonny Sharrock,
LL Cool J,
John Lydon,
The United States of America,
Crispy Ambulance,
the Slits,
Gregory Isaacs,
Albert Ayler,
Echospace,
a-ha,
Gang Green,
Camberwell Now,
Bobby Byrd,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Danielle Patucci,
The Stooges,
Loose Ends,
Erasure,
Michelle Simonal,
Nation of Ulysses,
Sound Behaviour,
Country Teasers,
Byron Stingily,
Dawn Penn,
Sarah Menescal,
Peter and Kerry,
AZ,
One Last Wish,
The Fire Engines,
Sam Rivers,
DNA,
Brass Construction,
The Vogues, The Vogues, The Vogues, The Vogues.
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.