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 Czech Republic and from Philadelphia.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Copenhagen.
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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Cybotron to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Faraquet. All the underground hits.
All Visage tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bizarre Inc. 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Reed & John Cale record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Throbbing Gristle,
The Durutti Column,
The Happenings,
Jerry's Kids,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Agitation Free,
Don Cherry,
Barrington Levy,
Janne Schatter,
X-102,
Matthew Halsall,
Scrapy,
X-Ray Spex,
Harmonia,
Lakeside,
Piero Umiliani,
Boz Scaggs,
The Wake,
Delon & Dalcan,
Mantronix,
Drexciya,
Nico,
Rapeman,
The Young Rascals,
Pere Ubu,
The Associates,
The Seeds,
The Monks,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Essential Logic,
Groovy Waters,
The Invisible,
Idris Muhammad,
Scion,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Sam Rivers,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Black Bananas,
Derrick May,
Bizarre Inc.,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Animal Collective,
Roger Hodgson,
H. Thieme,
Maleditus Sound,
Eurythmics,
Sight & Sound,
Jacques Brel,
the Association,
Nik Kershaw,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Girls At Our Best!,
Duran Duran,
Fela Kuti,
JFA,
Lindisfarne,
The Gladiators,
Amon Düül,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Average White Band, Average White Band, Average White Band, Average White Band.
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.