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 Morocco and from Cairo.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 arpeggiator 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 Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Stooges. All the underground hits.
All Harmonia tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pylon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 synthesizer and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Beasts of Bourbon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Section 25,
the Normal,
Nico,
Sparks,
Stiv Bators,
LL Cool J,
Crash Course in Science,
Pantytec,
The Detroit Cobras,
Crispy Ambulance,
Reuben Wilson,
Qualms,
The J.B.'s,
Accadde A,
Sarah Menescal,
John Lydon,
Ohio Players,
Japan,
Cybotron,
Deadbeat,
The Count Five,
Organ,
Public Image Ltd.,
Nils Olav,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Eddi Front,
Chris & Cosey,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Public Enemy,
Maurizio,
Silicon Teens,
The Stooges,
Slave,
Peter and Kerry,
The Shadows of Knight,
Scott Walker,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Boogie Down Productions,
Lou Reed,
Country Teasers,
ABC,
The Vogues,
Tres Demented,
Kaleidoscope,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Agitation Free,
The Angels of Light,
R.M.O.,
Technova,
Stereo Dub,
Soulsonic Force,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Traffic Nightmare,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
AZ,
The Smiths,
Vainqueur,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Magma,
Lalann,
Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers.
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.