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 Switzerland and from Taipei.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Donald Byrd to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Sonic Youth. All the underground hits.
All Rites of Spring tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oneida 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sight & Sound,
Dark Day,
Lower 48,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Junior Murvin,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Blackbyrds,
Cluster,
Alison Limerick,
The Victims,
Freddie Wadling,
MDC,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Yaz,
Lyres,
The Divine Comedy,
Niagra,
the Germs,
Massinfluence,
Hoover,
Joyce Sims,
Grandmaster Flash,
Gregory Isaacs,
Soulsonic Force,
Boz Scaggs,
The Stooges,
The Neon Judgement,
Drexciya,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Vogues,
K-Klass,
Marcia Griffiths,
Absolute Body Control,
Anthony Braxton,
Roxette,
The Shadows of Knight,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Accadde A,
Index,
The Martian,
Japan,
Black Pus,
Sam Rivers,
The Beau Brummels,
Guru Guru,
Aaron Thompson,
Kas Product,
Quando Quango,
The Count Five,
Prince Buster,
Minny Pops,
The Fire Engines,
Laurel Aitken,
Blake Baxter,
Main Source,
Slave,
Marmalade,
Delta 5,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Sister Nancy, Sister Nancy, Sister Nancy, Sister Nancy.
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.