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 Burundi and from New York.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Rod Modell to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Banda Bassotti. All the underground hits.
All Camberwell Now tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Second Layer record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 synthesizer and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Monks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Main Source,
Steve Hackett,
Chrome,
Gregory Isaacs,
Bobby Womack,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Metal Thangz,
Rotary Connection,
Outsiders,
Niagra,
UT,
Basic Channel,
the Germs,
Sonny Sharrock,
Joe Finger,
Fugazi,
X-102,
Jesper Dahlback,
Buzzcocks,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Lalo Schifrin,
Dennis Brown,
The Move,
Radiopuhelimet,
The New Christs,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Average White Band,
Alphaville,
Throbbing Gristle,
Public Enemy,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Radiohead,
The Five Americans,
Joe Smooth,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Gang Starr,
Anakelly,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Erasure,
Inner City,
AZ,
Hardrive,
Bobby Sherman,
The Kinks,
The Gun Club,
Yellowson,
Scott Walker,
Derrick May,
Robert Hood,
Goldenarms,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Shadows of Knight,
Brand Nubian,
Ossler,
The Grass Roots,
Loose Ends,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
New York Dolls,
Stereo Dub,
The Invisible, The Invisible, The Invisible, The Invisible.
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.