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 Hungary and from Manchester.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Eurythmics to the grunge 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 Bluetip. All the underground hits.
All Pole tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yazoo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 marimba and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultramagnetic MC's record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roxette,
Dorothy Ashby,
Laurel Aitken,
Circle Jerks,
The Residents,
the Human League,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
R.M.O.,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Los Fastidios,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Sun Ra,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Oblivians,
The Gun Club,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Pylon,
Pulsallama,
Radiohead,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Aloha Tigers,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Deakin,
The Sonics,
Matthew Halsall,
Soul Sonic Force,
Rhythm & Sound,
Lalo Schifrin,
Dave Gahan,
The Litter,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
PIL,
John Holt,
Pharoah Sanders,
Scratch Acid,
Howard Jones,
Darondo,
Oneida,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Kool Moe Dee,
48th St. Collective,
Television Personalities,
Tomorrow,
Morten Harket,
A Certain Ratio,
Crime,
Sugar Minott,
Flipper,
The Invisible,
Marvin Gaye,
Q65,
Skaos,
the Fania All-Stars,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Standells,
Bob Dylan,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan.
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.