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 Burkina and from Taipei.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 organ 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 Pylon to the dance 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 The Beau Brummels. All the underground hits.
All Intrusion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Procol Harum record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 spring reverb and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ludus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ken Boothe,
The Pretty Things,
The Pop Group,
Pagans,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Cameo,
Sam Rivers,
The Smoke,
X-Ray Spex,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Bad Manners,
Ronan,
Swell Maps,
Delta 5,
Deakin,
Eric Copeland,
Quantec,
Absolute Body Control,
Danielle Patucci,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Yazoo,
Shoche,
UT,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Bush Tetras,
The Dave Clark Five,
Royal Trux,
Lyres,
Eddi Front,
Procol Harum,
The Barracudas,
Boz Scaggs,
Yusef Lateef,
CMW,
Marvin Gaye,
Eve St. Jones,
The Shadows of Knight,
Angry Samoans,
Gregory Isaacs,
the Sonics,
New Age Steppers,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Dirtbombs,
Black Sheep,
Maurizio,
Ossler,
DJ Sneak,
Glenn Branca,
Metal Thangz,
Byron Stingily,
a-ha,
Roger Hodgson,
Tres Demented,
Wire,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Sound,
Al Stewart,
Black Bananas,
Erasure,
Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen.
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.