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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Seoul.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon to the techno 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 Dark Day. All the underground hits.
All Jimmy McGriff tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Groovy Waters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aswad,
Rapeman,
Nirvana,
Ten City,
Roger Hodgson,
Ohio Players,
Unwound,
The Vogues,
Lakeside,
The Offenders,
Idris Muhammad,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
E-Dancer,
Wire,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
ABC,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Desert Stars,
Scratch Acid,
Joey Negro,
Ronnie Foster,
Donny Hathaway,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Negative Approach,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Black Bananas,
The Index,
The Last Poets,
The Walker Brothers,
The Victims,
Josef K,
La Düsseldorf,
Gastr Del Sol,
Archie Shepp,
EPMD,
Pulsallama,
Throbbing Gristle,
Scott Walker,
Little Man,
PIL,
Sun Ra,
The Litter,
Thompson Twins,
Babytalk,
Lungfish,
Mary Jane Girls,
R.M.O.,
The Doobie Brothers,
Gang Starr,
Agent Orange,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Tomorrow,
Pharoah Sanders,
Yusef Lateef,
John Cale,
Jeff Mills,
Unrelated Segments,
The American Breed,
DJ Style, DJ Style, DJ Style, DJ Style.
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.