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 Panama 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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Lonnie Liston Smith to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Rekid. All the underground hits.
All B.T. Express tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Junior Murvin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Hutcherson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
London Community Gospel Choir,
Bluetip,
The Barracudas,
JFA,
Kaleidoscope,
Fluxion,
Gabor Szabo,
Robert Görl,
Arcadia,
The Golliwogs,
Morten Harket,
Erykah Badu,
Donny Hathaway,
U.S. Maple,
Ludus,
The Sonics,
Ossler,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Archie Shepp,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Walker Brothers,
Procol Harum,
Scan 7,
Albert Ayler,
MC5,
Alice Coltrane,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Mr. Review,
Anakelly,
Crime,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Wake,
Sonic Youth,
D'Angelo,
Rhythm & Sound,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Avey Tare,
Harmonia,
Blossom Toes,
Jacques Brel,
Toni Rubio,
The Dead C,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Associates,
The Flesh Eaters,
kango's stein massive,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Wasted Youth,
Pole,
Depeche Mode,
Roger Hodgson,
Rakim,
Nico,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Slick Rick,
Sällskapet,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Amon Düül,
Cymande, Cymande, Cymande, Cymande.
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.