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 Benin and from Delhi.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Sex Pistols to the techno 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 Nico. All the underground hits.
All Jawbox tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oblivians record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quantec record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Glenn Branca,
Godley & Creme,
Suburban Knight,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Sight & Sound,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Alphaville,
Harry Pussy,
Warren Ellis,
Barry Ungar,
Kurtis Blow,
Neil Young,
Television,
CMW,
Animal Collective,
Mars,
Absolute Body Control,
Jawbox,
Jeff Lynne,
Nirvana,
Yellowson,
Sam Rivers,
Bob Dylan,
Gang Gang Dance,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Jacob Miller,
Scion,
Quadrant,
Agitation Free,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Janne Schatter,
Eden Ahbez,
Faust,
Laurel Aitken,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Lou Reed,
Motorama,
The Remains,
LL Cool J,
F. McDonald,
Dave Gahan,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Music Machine,
Leonard Cohen,
The Neon Judgement,
Freddie Wadling,
Joe Finger,
Young Marble Giants,
Sexual Harrassment,
Albert Ayler,
Soulsonic Force,
Junior Murvin,
Simply Red,
Harpers Bizarre,
T.S.O.L.,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
World's Most,
Outsiders,
Von Mondo,
Excepter,
Oblivians,
Deakin,
Rhythm & Sound,
This Heat,
Frankie Knuckles, Frankie Knuckles, Frankie Knuckles, Frankie Knuckles.
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.