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 Uzbekistan and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Man Eating Sloth 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 Scan 7. All the underground hits.
All Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a marimba 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 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?
Rapeman,
Anakelly,
Lalann,
A Certain Ratio,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
8 Eyed Spy,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Pierre Henry,
Wire,
ABBA,
The Young Rascals,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Sight & Sound,
B.T. Express,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Fugs,
The Neon Judgement,
Sonny Sharrock,
Simply Red,
Moby Grape,
Piero Umiliani,
Trumans Water,
Agent Orange,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Barry Ungar,
Bill Wells,
The Move,
The Gun Club,
Delon & Dalcan,
Bobby Womack,
Magma,
Jimmy McGriff,
Hashim,
the Slits,
John Foxx,
Jacques Brel,
the Human League,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Kas Product,
The Human League,
Soft Machine,
Kaleidoscope,
Fear,
Technova,
Brass Construction,
K-Klass,
Smog,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Gladiators,
Charles Mingus,
Cluster,
Tropical Tobacco,
Bobby Sherman,
FM Einheit,
Bob Dylan,
Crash Course in Science,
Shoche,
The Dave Clark Five,
Animal Collective,
The Mojo Men,
DJ Sneak,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Absolute Body Control,
Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica.
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.