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 Kosovo and from Tehran.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 Kool Moe Dee to the techno 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 Massinfluence. All the underground hits.
All The Doors tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Organ record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 linndrum and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra Arkestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flipper,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Ludus,
Quando Quango,
L. Decosne,
Rhythm & Sound,
Gang Green,
Tom Boy,
Jawbox,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Heaven 17,
Funky Four + One,
Ohio Players,
Skriet,
David Bowie,
Malaria!,
Black Bananas,
Rapeman,
Banda Bassotti,
Rufus Thomas,
Reuben Wilson,
DJ Style,
Mission of Burma,
Radio Birdman,
June Days,
Bauhaus,
Television,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Ken Boothe,
Jimmy McGriff,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Barry Ungar,
Eric Dolphy,
the Human League,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Neon Judgement,
Buzzcocks,
James White and The Blacks,
The Kinks,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Guru Guru,
Matthew Bourne,
Joyce Sims,
Fat Boys,
Archie Shepp,
Charles Mingus,
Reagan Youth,
Hoover,
Neu!,
The Young Rascals,
Smog,
The Birthday Party,
FM Einheit,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Jacob Miller,
Public Image Ltd.,
CMW,
PIL,
Sällskapet,
a-ha,
World's Most,
Tommy Roe,
Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane.
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.