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 Laos and from Calgary.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Beijing.
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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the 808 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 Sun Ra to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Khruangbin. All the underground hits.
All cv313 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun City Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Heaven 17 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roy Ayers,
Agitation Free,
Japan,
The Sonics,
Steve Hackett,
The Black Dice,
The Gladiators,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
the Bar-Kays,
Roxy Music,
Subhumans,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Motions,
The Invisible,
Hot Snakes,
Robert Wyatt,
Marc Almond,
Gang Green,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
R.M.O.,
Eli Mardock,
AZ,
Robert Hood,
Organ,
Essential Logic,
Panda Bear,
The Stooges,
Guru Guru,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Barrington Levy,
K-Klass,
the Soft Cell,
Henry Cow,
Camouflage,
Dual Sessions,
Yellowson,
Jawbox,
E-Dancer,
Swell Maps,
Johnny Osbourne,
Quando Quango,
Alison Limerick,
Kas Product,
Qualms,
New Age Steppers,
Aloha Tigers,
Joyce Sims,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Cal Tjader,
Kevin Saunderson,
Rapeman,
Joensuu 1685,
Piero Umiliani,
Sun City Girls,
Big Daddy Kane,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Fuzztones,
Newcleus,
Lebanon Hanover,
Buzzcocks,
Symarip, Symarip, Symarip, Symarip.
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.