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 Palau and from Woodstock.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Accra.
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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Tommy Roe to the dance 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 Eric Copeland. All the underground hits.
All The Cramps tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Colin Newman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 synthesizer and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sister Nancy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
JFA,
Hashim,
The Wake,
Maleditus Sound,
Eurythmics,
Davy DMX,
ABBA,
the Sonics,
Lou Reed,
Terry Callier,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
B.T. Express,
Pharoah Sanders,
10cc,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Monks,
The Zeros,
Jeff Mills,
Flash Fearless,
John Cale,
Deadbeat,
Swell Maps,
Marine Girls,
Reagan Youth,
Harmonia,
Maurizio,
Alton Ellis,
Y Pants,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Juan Atkins,
Junior Murvin,
Parry Music,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Basic Channel,
Oneida,
Dennis Brown,
Deakin,
a-ha,
The Monochrome Set,
Cecil Taylor,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Hardrive,
The Fortunes,
Roxy Music,
Bill Near,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
DNA,
The Real Kids,
Morten Harket,
The Stooges,
MDC,
New Age Steppers,
48th St. Collective,
Piero Umiliani,
D'Angelo,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Count Five,
Newcleus,
Simply Red,
The Barracudas,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust.
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.