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 Albania and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Stereo Dub to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Pylon. All the underground hits.
All Davy DMX tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Young Rascals 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zapp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
H. Thieme,
Bizarre Inc.,
Guru Guru,
Magma,
CMW,
Arthur Verocai,
Procol Harum,
Ornette Coleman,
Basic Channel,
Wally Richardson,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Idris Muhammad,
Television Personalities,
L. Decosne,
Barclay James Harvest,
Tropical Tobacco,
Harpers Bizarre,
The New Christs,
Livin' Joy,
Leonard Cohen,
The Mummies,
Barbara Tucker,
Lee Hazlewood,
Scientists,
Iggy Pop,
Soulsonic Force,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Fire Engines,
Nation of Ulysses,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Reagan Youth,
X-102,
Moebius,
Marvin Gaye,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Move,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Roger Hodgson,
La Düsseldorf,
Scratch Acid,
Donald Byrd,
Aswad,
The Electric Prunes,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Rhythm & Sound,
the Human League,
MC5,
Nas,
Ralphi Rosario,
Aaron Thompson,
The Blackbyrds,
Q65,
Massinfluence,
Camberwell Now,
Carl Craig,
Neil Young,
Marc Almond,
Motorama,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Mantronix,
Sparks,
Scan 7,
Harmonia,
Minnie Riperton, Minnie Riperton, Minnie Riperton, Minnie Riperton.
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.