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 Australia and from Tokyo.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Mojo Men to the grunge 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 The Modern Lovers. All the underground hits.
All Rotary Connection tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Procol Harum record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer 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 sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Todd Terry,
Wasted Youth,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Newcleus,
Bill Near,
Audionom,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Dave Gahan,
Tears for Fears,
Grauzone,
the Slits,
Mark Hollis,
Lower 48,
H. Thieme,
the Bar-Kays,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Dave Clark Five,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Agent Orange,
Unrelated Segments,
Big Daddy Kane,
Duran Duran,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Patti Smith,
A Certain Ratio,
The Doors,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Smog,
Half Japanese,
Yusef Lateef,
The Divine Comedy,
Rakim,
Spandau Ballet,
Arcadia,
Q65,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Scion,
Toni Rubio,
Japan,
Theoretical Girls,
Technova,
The Beau Brummels,
Quantec,
Bootsy Collins,
Lindisfarne,
Electric Prunes,
Hashim,
Ossler,
Mars,
Con Funk Shun,
The Stooges,
Connie Case,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Darondo,
Morten Harket,
Stetsasonic,
Laurel Aitken,
Sugar Minott,
Harpers Bizarre,
Tim Buckley,
Kurtis Blow,
John Foxx,
Model 500, Model 500, Model 500, Model 500.
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.