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 Somalia and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the snare 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 Jacob Miller to the jazz 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 Vogues. All the underground hits.
All Section 25 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kool Moe Dee record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flash Fearless 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?
Chrome,
Slick Rick,
Zapp,
Amon Düül,
Roxy Music,
Bauhaus,
Soulsonic Force,
Unwound,
The Doors,
Mark Hollis,
Nico,
Rapeman,
Yusef Lateef,
Oblivians,
Sugar Minott,
Chris & Cosey,
ABBA,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Toasters,
Toni Rubio,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
John Cale,
Angry Samoans,
The Wake,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Knickerbockers,
Graham Central Station,
Echospace,
Silicon Teens,
kango's stein massive,
Infiniti,
Bill Near,
Black Flag,
Porter Ricks,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Durutti Column,
Ludus,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Deakin,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Harry Pussy,
Nick Fraelich,
The Evens,
The Slackers,
La Düsseldorf,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Absolute Body Control,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Barry Ungar,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Metal Thangz,
Jeff Lynne,
Lindisfarne,
H. Thieme,
Swell Maps,
The Cramps,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Mojo Men,
The Red Krayola,
Jacob Miller,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme.
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.