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 Tuvalu and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 X-102 to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 The Sound. All the underground hits.
All The Dead C tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lyres 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a güiro 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 guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roxy Music,
Ronan,
Zapp,
OOIOO,
Robert Hood,
David Axelrod,
The Pretty Things,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Grass Roots,
Country Teasers,
Marine Girls,
Slick Rick,
Camberwell Now,
Icehouse,
The Pop Group,
Thee Headcoats,
Sällskapet,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Raincoats,
The Zeros,
the Swans,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Faraquet,
Josef K,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Schoolly D,
Tres Demented,
Ponytail,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Crash Course in Science,
kango's stein massive,
Amon Düül II,
Dawn Penn,
The Neon Judgement,
Marvin Gaye,
DJ Style,
Rakim,
Radio Birdman,
Flamin' Groovies,
Althea and Donna,
Moss Icon,
Japan,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Remains,
the Bar-Kays,
Quadrant,
Pet Shop Boys,
X-102,
8 Eyed Spy,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Monochrome Set,
Malaria!,
Lebanon Hanover,
Tim Buckley,
Sam Rivers,
Danielle Patucci,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Jeff Lynne,
The United States of America,
Archie Shepp,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock.
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.