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 Korea North and from Winnipeg.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 808 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 Deakin to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Banda Bassotti. All the underground hits.
All In Retrospect tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Shoche 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Spandau Ballet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Toasters,
Duran Duran,
Section 25,
The Cowsills,
Silicon Teens,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Dave Gahan,
Tres Demented,
Ossler,
Oneida,
Robert Hood,
the Human League,
the Swans,
Mo-Dettes,
a-ha,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Aswad,
Dual Sessions,
Don Cherry,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Vogues,
Arcadia,
Public Image Ltd.,
Guru Guru,
Hasil Adkins,
The Gap Band,
The Pretty Things,
Vladislav Delay,
Archie Shepp,
Mars,
La Düsseldorf,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Ohio Players,
The Neon Judgement,
Bootsy Collins,
Cheater Slicks,
Angry Samoans,
The Dirtbombs,
Fela Kuti,
Clear Light,
Gang of Four,
Symarip,
Cameo,
Bluetip,
The Shadows of Knight,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Doobie Brothers,
Popol Vuh,
Grey Daturas,
Boogie Down Productions,
Delon & Dalcan,
Stetsasonic,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Arthur Verocai,
Matthew Bourne,
Sex Pistols,
Rakim,
Ten City,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Roy Ayers,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.