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 Albania and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 T.S.O.L. to the crunk 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 Marine Girls. All the underground hits.
All Yazoo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The J.B.'s 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an oboe 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 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Beau Brummels,
The Divine Comedy,
Sun Ra,
New Age Steppers,
Hot Snakes,
Toni Rubio,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Television Personalities,
Cymande,
Neil Young,
The Mojo Men,
Johnny Osbourne,
Tubeway Army,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Joensuu 1685,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Cluster,
Mars,
Sex Pistols,
Pussy Galore,
Gil Scott Heron,
John Holt,
Flash Fearless,
H. Thieme,
Shuggie Otis,
Jeff Lynne,
JFA,
Man Eating Sloth,
Tres Demented,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Tremeloes,
Bootsy Collins,
The Cure,
The Happenings,
Rotary Connection,
Echospace,
Peter and Kerry,
Minny Pops,
Sarah Menescal,
The Move,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Derrick Morgan,
Ponytail,
Matthew Bourne,
Hardrive,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Roxette,
Black Flag,
Symarip,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Fortunes,
The Pretty Things,
Barbara Tucker,
The Barracudas,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Buzzcocks,
the Germs,
Soulsonic Force,
Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet.
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.