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 Sweden and from Tokyo.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 marimba 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 Wings to the crunk 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 Ten City. All the underground hits.
All R.M.O. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ronan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pole record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moby Grape,
Henry Cow,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Sonics,
Fad Gadget,
Delta 5,
The Residents,
ABC,
The Modern Lovers,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Soulsonic Force,
Mission of Burma,
Fear,
This Heat,
Eric Copeland,
The Searchers,
MC5,
Organ,
Siglo XX,
Tom Boy,
Alton Ellis,
Donny Hathaway,
Crispy Ambulance,
Sexual Harrassment,
Groovy Waters,
In Retrospect,
Nik Kershaw,
Dawn Penn,
Agent Orange,
David Axelrod,
The Evens,
Juan Atkins,
Television,
Wolf Eyes,
Suburban Knight,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Howard Jones,
Jandek,
Aural Exciters,
Heaven 17,
Man Eating Sloth,
Lucky Dragons,
Y Pants,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Kayak,
Japan,
EPMD,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Godley & Creme,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Remains,
Maleditus Sound,
Kenny Larkin,
Prince Buster,
World's Most,
Ken Boothe,
Bang On A Can,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Todd Terry,
Todd Rundgren,
Brothers Johnson,
Negative Approach, Negative Approach, Negative Approach, Negative Approach.
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.