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 Uruguay and from Hong Kong.
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 Winnipeg and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 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 The Litter to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon. All the underground hits.
All Main Source tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nation of Ulysses 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a MC5 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aswad,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Jacob Miller,
Traffic Nightmare,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Index,
Electric Prunes,
The United States of America,
Fugazi,
James White and The Blacks,
Soft Machine,
Erykah Badu,
Tubeway Army,
June Days,
Cybotron,
Juan Atkins,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Flesh Eaters,
Ludus,
Royal Trux,
Slave,
Toni Rubio,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Searchers,
Steve Hackett,
Scrapy,
Janne Schatter,
Soulsonic Force,
Loose Ends,
Delta 5,
Clear Light,
OOIOO,
Nick Fraelich,
Howard Jones,
The Associates,
The Fuzztones,
Japan,
The J.B.'s,
The Red Krayola,
The Selecter,
Roxy Music,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Swell Maps,
MC5,
Bobby Byrd,
The Young Rascals,
David Axelrod,
Goldenarms,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Underground Resistance,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Camberwell Now,
Aural Exciters,
MDC,
The Music Machine,
Andrew Hill,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin.
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.