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 Iceland and from Mumbai.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 guitar 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 Black Moon to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 New Age Steppers. All the underground hits.
All The Wake tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Doobie Brothers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a EPMD record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Mighty Diamonds,
Jeru the Damaja,
It's A Beautiful Day,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Deadbeat,
Negative Approach,
Scientists,
Joy Division,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Gap Band,
Oneida,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Monochrome Set,
Ten City,
Wasted Youth,
AZ,
Scratch Acid,
Mo-Dettes,
Circle Jerks,
Das Ding,
The Kinks,
Alphaville,
Crooked Eye,
Zapp,
Matthew Halsall,
Sun City Girls,
Underground Resistance,
Alice Coltrane,
Groovy Waters,
Kaleidoscope,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Blues Magoos,
Soul Sonic Force,
Soft Cell,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Popol Vuh,
Surgeon,
The Fortunes,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Fall,
Section 25,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Evens,
Cecil Taylor,
Bluetip,
ABC,
Audionom,
Interpol,
The Misunderstood,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Arthur Verocai,
Blancmange,
DJ Sneak,
Index,
the Germs,
Cal Tjader,
The Beau Brummels,
Todd Rundgren,
The Happenings,
Ronan,
Jerry's Kids,
Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz.
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.