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 Lagos.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 arpeggiator 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 Essential Logic to the grime 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 The Sound. All the underground hits.
All Steve Hackett tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dawn Penn 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ludus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Glambeats Corp.,
Todd Terry,
Grandmaster Flash,
Funky Four + One,
Isaac Hayes,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Pole,
Cybotron,
Cymande,
Scion,
Judy Mowatt,
Ronan,
The Fall,
Intrusion,
FM Einheit,
The Monks,
Derrick Morgan,
Michelle Simonal,
the Swans,
Swans,
Sonny Sharrock,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Gastr Del Sol,
Fela Kuti,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
T. Rex,
AZ,
The Motions,
Scan 7,
Harmonia,
Alice Coltrane,
Arthur Verocai,
Grey Daturas,
Terrestrial Tones,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
a-ha,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Ronnie Foster,
Patti Smith,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
New Age Steppers,
Lou Christie,
The Dave Clark Five,
Section 25,
Bad Manners,
The Modern Lovers,
Prince Buster,
Susan Cadogan,
The Shadows of Knight,
Roxette,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Letta Mbulu,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Tommy Roe,
One Last Wish,
Albert Ayler,
The Evens,
Jandek,
Pantytec,
The Mojo Men,
Bob Dylan, Bob Dylan, Bob Dylan, Bob Dylan.
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.