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 the UAE and from Jakarta.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 arpeggiator 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 F. McDonald to the grunge 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 Au Pairs. All the underground hits.
All Easy Going tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deepchord 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Doobie Brothers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boogie Down Productions,
Soul Sonic Force,
Kenny Larkin,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Toni Rubio,
Faust,
Kerrie Biddell,
Ornette Coleman,
The Move,
The Cramps,
Kas Product,
Stereo Dub,
Harmonia,
Ultravox,
Terry Callier,
Desert Stars,
Oneida,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Human League,
Bronski Beat,
Mission of Burma,
Basic Channel,
R.M.O.,
Isaac Hayes,
Jeff Lynne,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
James White and The Blacks,
The Sound,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Los Fastidios,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Crispian St. Peters,
Chris Corsano,
Danielle Patucci,
Swans,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Nation of Ulysses,
New York Dolls,
Skarface,
Eric Dolphy,
Laurel Aitken,
The Star Department,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The American Breed,
Panda Bear,
Matthew Bourne,
Spoonie Gee,
The Evens,
Outsiders,
Bush Tetras,
Minor Threat,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Parry Music,
Cal Tjader,
The Standells,
The Birthday Party,
Rod Modell,
Babytalk,
Harpers Bizarre,
Ohio Players,
Susan Cadogan,
Gang of Four,
Vladislav Delay,
Silicon Teens,
Sällskapet, Sällskapet, Sällskapet, Sällskapet.
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.