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 Gabon and from Tehran.
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 Columbus and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Crime to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Cosmic Jokers. All the underground hits.
All The Selecter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mark Hollis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Moon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Stooges,
Moebius,
Lungfish,
Bronski Beat,
The Fuzztones,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
John Cale,
Television,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Groovy Waters,
Essential Logic,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
a-ha,
Dual Sessions,
The Young Rascals,
Animal Collective,
Wire,
Sarah Menescal,
Barrington Levy,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Derrick Morgan,
Albert Ayler,
Idris Muhammad,
Sugar Minott,
The Misunderstood,
Ultravox,
Laurel Aitken,
The Barracudas,
The Toasters,
Josef K,
AZ,
Kerrie Biddell,
Aaron Thompson,
Altered Images,
The Names,
The Modern Lovers,
Agitation Free,
Anakelly,
Desert Stars,
Kayak,
Amon Düül,
Eddi Front,
Soul II Soul,
The Monochrome Set,
The Mummies,
Masters at Work,
Howard Jones,
Los Fastidios,
Lyres,
The Move,
Technova,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Bobby Sherman,
kango's stein massive,
Audionom,
Nick Fraelich,
Khruangbin,
The Seeds,
Supertramp,
Gregory Isaacs,
Roger Hodgson,
Scan 7,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog.
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.