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 Belgium and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Madrid.
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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Skriet to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Television Personalities. All the underground hits.
All The J.B.'s tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every June of 44 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Monochrome Set record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Young Rascals,
Rapeman,
The Offenders,
Sun City Girls,
MC5,
the Association,
Deakin,
Crash Course in Science,
Porter Ricks,
The Dave Clark Five,
Juan Atkins,
The Cramps,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Trumans Water,
Joy Division,
E-Dancer,
Sixth Finger,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Tremeloes,
Maleditus Sound,
Index,
The Electric Prunes,
Inner City,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Mary Jane Girls,
Don Cherry,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
the Soft Cell,
The Beau Brummels,
Electric Prunes,
Q65,
Robert Wyatt,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Absolute Body Control,
Mo-Dettes,
The Index,
T.S.O.L.,
Excepter,
Echospace,
The Divine Comedy,
Urselle,
a-ha,
Symarip,
The Neon Judgement,
The Angels of Light,
Maurizio,
The Dead C,
Wire,
Blancmange,
Dennis Brown,
Groovy Waters,
The Durutti Column,
Curtis Mayfield,
Siglo XX,
Fluxion,
Stetsasonic,
Guru Guru,
Negative Approach,
Ponytail,
Y Pants,
Bootsy Collins,
Nico, Nico, Nico, Nico.
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.