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 Vietnam and from London.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Surgeon to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Arcadia. All the underground hits.
All Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scientists record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 mellotron and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scan 7 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Dolphy,
Harmonia,
Main Source,
Matthew Bourne,
Supertramp,
Adolescents,
New Age Steppers,
FM Einheit,
Slick Rick,
Mary Jane Girls,
Marvin Gaye,
Steve Hackett,
Joy Division,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Sun Ra,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Cure,
Television,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
China Crisis,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Fall,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Marshall Jefferson,
Stereo Dub,
The Last Poets,
The Gap Band,
Ohio Players,
Thee Headcoats,
B.T. Express,
Tommy Roe,
The Sound,
Visage,
The Five Americans,
Deadbeat,
Sunsets and Hearts,
the Slits,
KRS-One,
Drive Like Jehu,
Faust,
Ultra Naté,
Depeche Mode,
Average White Band,
Talk Talk,
The Searchers,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
cv313,
Jeru the Damaja,
Young Marble Giants,
Nick Fraelich,
Public Enemy,
Arab on Radar,
Pere Ubu,
The Buckinghams,
Au Pairs,
Metal Thangz,
Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti.
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.