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 Gabon and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 synthesizer 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 Marcia Griffiths 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 E-Dancer. All the underground hits.
All Ponytail tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amon Düül II 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Monolake record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Talk Talk,
Television,
Pantaleimon,
Rufus Thomas,
Kerrie Biddell,
Terry Callier,
Frankie Knuckles,
Surgeon,
Funkadelic,
The Birthday Party,
Eric Dolphy,
Infiniti,
The United States of America,
Blancmange,
ABBA,
Jacques Brel,
New Order,
Bobby Byrd,
The Standells,
Gichy Dan,
Crash Course in Science,
Cluster,
Letta Mbulu,
Roxy Music,
Jandek,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Intrusion,
Von Mondo,
Dark Day,
Whodini,
Echospace,
Harpers Bizarre,
the Normal,
Audionom,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Doors,
Negative Approach,
Fugazi,
Groovy Waters,
Ossler,
Robert Hood,
Ten City,
Adolescents,
Massinfluence,
Minutemen,
Delon & Dalcan,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sam Rivers,
Delta 5,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
James White and The Blacks,
Flipper,
Dawn Penn,
Girls At Our Best!,
Moss Icon,
The Walker Brothers,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Circle Jerks,
Heaven 17,
Con Funk Shun,
Ken Boothe,
Alison Limerick,
Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango.
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.