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 Senegal and from Jakarta.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Delhi.
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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Pole to the dance 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 Scott Walker + Sunn O))). All the underground hits.
All Steve Hackett tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arcadia 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 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pet Shop Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Human League,
Ludus,
The Real Kids,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Rotary Connection,
Marc Almond,
Drexciya,
Con Funk Shun,
Albert Ayler,
Joe Finger,
The Remains,
The J.B.'s,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Jimmy McGriff,
the Human League,
Donny Hathaway,
Cybotron,
Monks,
Main Source,
Janne Schatter,
Supertramp,
Basic Channel,
Unrelated Segments,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Duran Duran,
Moby Grape,
Bill Wells,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Johnny Clarke,
Amon Düül II,
Newcleus,
Reagan Youth,
Sex Pistols,
Radiopuhelimet,
Clear Light,
Ohio Players,
Joy Division,
David Axelrod,
Agent Orange,
Bill Near,
Country Teasers,
LL Cool J,
L. Decosne,
Scott Walker,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Judy Mowatt,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Smoke,
Nils Olav,
MDC,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
David Bowie,
Funky Four + One,
Toni Rubio,
Bob Dylan,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Velvet Underground,
Lebanon Hanover,
Panda Bear,
Scientists,
Flash Fearless,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Minnie Riperton,
Guru Guru, Guru Guru, Guru Guru, Guru Guru.
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.