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 United States and from Mexico City.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 theremin 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 Mad Mike to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Make Up. All the underground hits.
All Derrick May tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Agitation Free record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Slits record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soulsonic Force,
Whodini,
Organ,
Ten City,
Television Personalities,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Echospace,
Tom Boy,
Bizarre Inc.,
Young Marble Giants,
Pharoah Sanders,
Piero Umiliani,
Country Teasers,
Darondo,
The Modern Lovers,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Offenders,
Andrew Hill,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Tim Buckley,
The Litter,
Joe Smooth,
Dave Gahan,
Heaven 17,
Nick Fraelich,
Pantytec,
Mr. Review,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Dirtbombs,
The Red Krayola,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Stetsasonic,
The Gories,
Livin' Joy,
Ponytail,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Bronski Beat,
Archie Shepp,
the Sonics,
The Mojo Men,
Bang On A Can,
Crime,
Groovy Waters,
John Coltrane,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Lou Christie,
Sun Ra,
Monks,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Skatalites,
Dead Boys,
World's Most,
The Fugs,
Robert Hood,
Yaz,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Rakim,
Spoonie Gee,
Reagan Youth,
Pulsallama,
Max Romeo,
Excepter,
Gerry Rafferty,
Yusef Lateef,
Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls.
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.