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 Nicaragua and from Glasgow.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 guitar 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 Frankie Knuckles to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo. All the underground hits.
All Bush Tetras tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Erykah Badu record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Accadde A,
Cybotron,
John Holt,
Pere Ubu,
The Alarm Clocks,
Sister Nancy,
AZ,
the Sonics,
Khruangbin,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Eddi Front,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Skriet,
Suicide,
Lou Reed,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Sound Behaviour,
Ossler,
Young Marble Giants,
Harpers Bizarre,
Mandrill,
Lyres,
The Toasters,
Gregory Isaacs,
June Days,
The Associates,
Fatback Band,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Massinfluence,
Tubeway Army,
The Techniques,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
D'Angelo,
PIL,
Erasure,
Arcadia,
Public Image Ltd.,
Isaac Hayes,
Arab on Radar,
Maleditus Sound,
Barry Ungar,
Stereo Dub,
The Sonics,
Oblivians,
The Fugs,
The Grass Roots,
The United States of America,
Charles Mingus,
Roger Hodgson,
The Pretty Things,
Brothers Johnson,
Liliput,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Steve Hackett,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Y Pants,
the Fania All-Stars,
Joensuu 1685,
Jeff Lynne,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Banda Bassotti,
Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode.
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.