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 Oman and from Edmonton.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 sitar 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 Easy Going to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Bizarre Inc.. All the underground hits.
All Slave tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rahsaan Roland Kirk record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a James Chance & The Contortions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Supertramp,
Q and Not U,
Marshall Jefferson,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Flesh Eaters,
the Germs,
Lucky Dragons,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Youth Brigade,
David McCallum,
Skarface,
Jandek,
The Misunderstood,
Infiniti,
Babytalk,
ABC,
Camouflage,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Stiv Bators,
The Stooges,
The Mummies,
Zapp,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
B.T. Express,
Fad Gadget,
Moss Icon,
Sparks,
Banda Bassotti,
Steve Hackett,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Nas,
Bush Tetras,
James White and The Blacks,
Outsiders,
The Invisible,
Sugar Minott,
The United States of America,
Slick Rick,
Crispian St. Peters,
DNA,
MDC,
Toni Rubio,
Marvin Gaye,
Laurel Aitken,
Franke,
The Victims,
Blancmange,
The Red Krayola,
Josef K,
Hoover,
Bootsy Collins,
Ice-T,
Television,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Golliwogs,
Chrome,
Aaron Thompson,
The Selecter,
Severed Heads,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Count Five,
Man Parrish, Man Parrish, Man Parrish, Man Parrish.
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.