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 Jordan and from Portland.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Crime to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Ronan. All the underground hits.
All Prince Buster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang Green record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 snare and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aswad record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stetsasonic,
Ludus,
The Flesh Eaters,
Half Japanese,
The Buckinghams,
EPMD,
Scratch Acid,
The Slits,
Brothers Johnson,
John Coltrane,
Subhumans,
The Gun Club,
The Divine Comedy,
Warren Ellis,
Kas Product,
Boredoms,
Jerry's Kids,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Whodini,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Johnny Osbourne,
Hardrive,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Make Up,
Toni Rubio,
Gabor Szabo,
Bang On A Can,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Henry Cow,
Black Pus,
Quadrant,
Soft Machine,
Marshall Jefferson,
Iggy Pop,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Laurel Aitken,
Sun City Girls,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Joe Finger,
Lou Christie,
Negative Approach,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Quantec,
Funky Four + One,
Alison Limerick,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Brand Nubian,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Main Source,
Johnny Clarke,
Groovy Waters,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Agitation Free,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Grauzone,
Crash Course in Science,
Bob Dylan,
Faraquet,
Bluetip,
Lungfish,
Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo.
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.