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 Libya and from Seoul.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the güiro 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 Duran Duran to the jazz 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 X-Ray Spex. All the underground hits.
All Flamin' Groovies tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Masters at Work record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 mellotron and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Faust record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Slick Rick,
The Sonics,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Human League,
Ponytail,
Erykah Badu,
June Days,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Magazine,
Marshall Jefferson,
Tropical Tobacco,
Underground Resistance,
The Red Krayola,
Ultra Naté,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
FM Einheit,
Buzzcocks,
Ornette Coleman,
Pet Shop Boys,
Maleditus Sound,
X-101,
Fatback Band,
Patti Smith,
Ultravox,
Scott Walker,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Gladiators,
LL Cool J,
Janne Schatter,
Joey Negro,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Sam Rivers,
Neil Young,
The Smoke,
Camberwell Now,
Ten City,
OOIOO,
Cybotron,
Lyres,
Toni Rubio,
Iggy Pop,
Roxette,
The Count Five,
Section 25,
Wally Richardson,
Tres Demented,
Derrick Morgan,
The Vogues,
Gastr Del Sol,
Quando Quango,
Con Funk Shun,
The Remains,
Arcadia,
Television,
Glambeats Corp.,
Urselle,
L. Decosne,
Stiv Bators,
The Offenders,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Bill Wells,
The Associates, The Associates, The Associates, The Associates.
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.