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 Jamaica and from Hong Kong.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Eden Ahbez to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Excepter. All the underground hits.
All Magma tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crispy Ambulance record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nils Olav record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pantytec,
Skarface,
Joey Negro,
The Litter,
The Gladiators,
New Age Steppers,
Essential Logic,
Lyres,
Robert Görl,
Brass Construction,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Black Bananas,
Isaac Hayes,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bobby Sherman,
Donald Byrd,
Swans,
B.T. Express,
Lower 48,
Negative Approach,
John Cale,
The Evens,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Metal Thangz,
The Misunderstood,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Dual Sessions,
The Vogues,
Heaven 17,
The Martian,
Simply Red,
Flamin' Groovies,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Sound,
Glenn Branca,
New York Dolls,
Average White Band,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Sister Nancy,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Smiths,
the Bar-Kays,
Infiniti,
The Barracudas,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Lucky Dragons,
Hot Snakes,
Gong,
ABC,
Aaron Thompson,
The Red Krayola,
Monks,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Nirvana,
T. Rex, T. Rex, T. Rex, T. Rex.
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.