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 Germany and from Portland.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 organ 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 Make Up to the funk 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 Ice-T. All the underground hits.
All Black Pus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Star Department 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cabaret Voltaire record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Slick Rick,
Soft Machine,
Organ,
The Searchers,
Deakin,
Thompson Twins,
Scott Walker,
Crispian St. Peters,
Fat Boys,
Gregory Isaacs,
Moss Icon,
Harmonia,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Music Machine,
The Raincoats,
Skriet,
Lou Christie,
The Barracudas,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Gories,
A Certain Ratio,
Tubeway Army,
Suburban Knight,
Dave Gahan,
Flash Fearless,
Man Eating Sloth,
Parry Music,
Davy DMX,
Quadrant,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Bill Wells,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Harpers Bizarre,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Panda Bear,
Steve Hackett,
Inner City,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Seeds,
The Real Kids,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Minutemen,
The Happenings,
Hashim,
Terry Callier,
Altered Images,
Fear,
The Tremeloes,
Vainqueur,
10cc,
Basic Channel,
Mary Jane Girls,
Absolute Body Control,
Grauzone,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Jacques Brel,
Terrestrial Tones,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Monochrome Set,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel.
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.