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 Chile and from Stockholm.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Massinfluence to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Eden Ahbez. All the underground hits.
All Sister Nancy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deadbeat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Inner City record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gregory Isaacs,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Marine Girls,
Nation of Ulysses,
Agent Orange,
The Alarm Clocks,
Thompson Twins,
Blake Baxter,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Stiv Bators,
The Sonics,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Mad Mike,
Oblivians,
Shuggie Otis,
Man Eating Sloth,
U.S. Maple,
Stetsasonic,
Sonic Youth,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Sandy B,
Nico,
Ludus,
Loose Ends,
The Cure,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Bush Tetras,
Adolescents,
The Leaves,
the Human League,
The Divine Comedy,
Terry Callier,
Gang Gang Dance,
Piero Umiliani,
Soulsonic Force,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Harpers Bizarre,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Derrick May,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Lyres,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Knickerbockers,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Outsiders,
New York Dolls,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Electric Prunes,
The Durutti Column,
Lower 48,
cv313,
The Tremeloes,
ABC,
The Gun Club,
Trumans Water,
Aaron Thompson,
The Busters,
The Detroit Cobras,
Jacques Brel,
Deepchord, Deepchord, Deepchord, Deepchord.
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.