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 Bulgaria and from Philadelphia.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 clarinet 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 The Moleskins to the electroclash 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 Robert Görl. All the underground hits.
All The Victims tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gories 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jawbox,
The United States of America,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Nik Kershaw,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Quadrant,
Derrick May,
Unrelated Segments,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Grass Roots,
Neu!,
Liliput,
Tres Demented,
ABBA,
Moss Icon,
The Saints,
Boredoms,
Byron Stingily,
Quando Quango,
Loose Ends,
Blake Baxter,
Brothers Johnson,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The J.B.'s,
Robert Hood,
Section 25,
Amazonics,
The Kinks,
John Coltrane,
Camouflage,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Gladiators,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Searchers,
Letta Mbulu,
Chris Corsano,
Q and Not U,
The Velvet Underground,
The Vogues,
L. Decosne,
Eve St. Jones,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Move,
Warsaw,
Absolute Body Control,
Youth Brigade,
Yellowson,
The Sonics,
the Sonics,
Bluetip,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Arthur Verocai,
Al Stewart,
Erykah Badu,
Wally Richardson,
The Dave Clark Five,
Flamin' Groovies,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Mo-Dettes,
Tom Boy,
Morten Harket,
Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef.
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.