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 Russia and from Madrid.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Public Image Ltd. to the grunge 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 Kool Moe Dee. All the underground hits.
All Alison Limerick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fear record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Youth Brigade,
Fatback Band,
Bootsy Collins,
David Axelrod,
Intrusion,
The Dirtbombs,
DJ Sneak,
Marmalade,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Iggy Pop,
Rotary Connection,
Neil Young,
The Knickerbockers,
The Fuzztones,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Doobie Brothers,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Althea and Donna,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Laurel Aitken,
A Certain Ratio,
Black Flag,
Groovy Waters,
Soul II Soul,
The Monks,
Nik Kershaw,
Danielle Patucci,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Smog,
the Swans,
Gerry Rafferty,
Pylon,
UT,
Ice-T,
Malaria!,
Leonard Cohen,
U.S. Maple,
Scientists,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Michelle Simonal,
Model 500,
Aural Exciters,
Bad Manners,
Negative Approach,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Motorama,
H. Thieme,
Technova,
The Gories,
Freddie Wadling,
Infiniti,
The Dave Clark Five,
John Lydon,
Drexciya,
Brothers Johnson,
Traffic Nightmare,
Crime,
Pulsallama,
Lalo Schifrin,
Kerrie Biddell,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Joe Finger, Joe Finger, Joe Finger, Joe Finger.
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.