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 Tajikistan and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 rhodes 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 X-Ray Spex to the jazz 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 The Grass Roots. All the underground hits.
All Neil Young & Crazy Horse tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DeepChord presents Echospace record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 clarinet and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Electric Prunes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rotary Connection,
Marine Girls,
R.M.O.,
The Doors,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Eric Dolphy,
Animal Collective,
Subhumans,
Gabor Szabo,
Juan Atkins,
Pierre Henry,
The Detroit Cobras,
Man Parrish,
Depeche Mode,
Magma,
Public Image Ltd.,
Ohio Players,
Spandau Ballet,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Popol Vuh,
Black Bananas,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
China Crisis,
Tears for Fears,
Echospace,
Chrome,
Nick Fraelich,
The Techniques,
Blancmange,
Marcia Griffiths,
Grey Daturas,
Peter and Kerry,
Mark Hollis,
Motorama,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Alarm Clocks,
Sound Behaviour,
Q and Not U,
Lou Christie,
Nas,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Young Marble Giants,
The Last Poets,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
ABBA,
Nik Kershaw,
Susan Cadogan,
Robert Hood,
the Germs,
Soft Machine,
Scrapy,
Peter & Gordon,
Marvin Gaye,
Thompson Twins,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Trumans Water,
Mad Mike,
DJ Sneak,
Liliput, Liliput, Liliput, Liliput.
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.