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 Turkmenistan and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 The Chocolate Watch Band to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Stockholm Monsters. All the underground hits.
All Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Niagra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 clarinet and a harpsichord 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 clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lalo Schifrin,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Fad Gadget,
Q65,
Moebius,
Siglo XX,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Youth Brigade,
Joy Division,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Black Sheep,
Guru Guru,
Cameo,
Eric Dolphy,
Bobby Byrd,
Slave,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Black Flag,
Matthew Bourne,
The Gun Club,
Marvin Gaye,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Gang Starr,
Cal Tjader,
Soulsonic Force,
Simply Red,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Electric Prunes,
Neil Young,
Gang of Four,
Blossom Toes,
The Smoke,
Ralphi Rosario,
La Düsseldorf,
The Monochrome Set,
Faust,
Alison Limerick,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Maurizio,
The Dead C,
China Crisis,
Jesper Dahlback,
Rakim,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Hashim,
Clear Light,
Rekid,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Arcadia,
Patti Smith,
Main Source,
Groovy Waters,
Aswad,
Ten City,
Sound Behaviour,
Arab on Radar,
These Immortal Souls,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Bill Near,
Lakeside,
The Move,
The Misunderstood,
Deepchord,
Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters.
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.