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 Togo 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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Zero Boys to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 LL Cool J. All the underground hits.
All Sparks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skaos record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a FM Einheit record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Monochrome Set,
Dark Day,
The Flesh Eaters,
Lucky Dragons,
The Searchers,
Juan Atkins,
Popol Vuh,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Janne Schatter,
The Buckinghams,
the Soft Cell,
Eric B and Rakim,
Dennis Brown,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Ralphi Rosario,
Yusef Lateef,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Gang of Four,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Count Five,
Scott Walker,
The Black Dice,
B.T. Express,
Yaz,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Barbara Tucker,
The Grass Roots,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Raincoats,
Schoolly D,
Terry Callier,
Babytalk,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Tom Boy,
The Blackbyrds,
Lebanon Hanover,
Lou Christie,
The Blues Magoos,
Ronan,
Icehouse,
Eric Copeland,
Delon & Dalcan,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
David Bowie,
Scan 7,
Talk Talk,
Lindisfarne,
Aswad,
the Slits,
Bush Tetras,
Slave,
Black Moon,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Patti Smith,
Soft Machine,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Ludus,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes.
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.