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 Sri Lanka and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Gories to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Ronnie Foster. All the underground hits.
All Echospace tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mary Jane Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a sitar 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 rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gladiators,
B.T. Express,
Gerry Rafferty,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Scion,
Camouflage,
The Gap Band,
Pere Ubu,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Beau Brummels,
Little Man,
Man Parrish,
the Sonics,
Black Flag,
Terrestrial Tones,
Ultimate Spinach,
Sparks,
Toni Rubio,
Sam Rivers,
The Walker Brothers,
Sister Nancy,
Pet Shop Boys,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Q65,
Neu!,
the Association,
The Stooges,
Amon Düül II,
Dennis Brown,
Dead Boys,
Basic Channel,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
8 Eyed Spy,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Buzzcocks,
The Black Dice,
Boz Scaggs,
Visage,
Soft Machine,
Marmalade,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Steve Hackett,
Mary Jane Girls,
Scratch Acid,
Scott Walker,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Invisible,
The Fortunes,
Banda Bassotti,
Althea and Donna,
Grandmaster Flash,
David Bowie,
Infiniti,
Glenn Branca,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Star Department,
Shoche,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Prince Buster,
Sex Pistols,
Chris & Cosey,
Brand Nubian, Brand Nubian, Brand Nubian, Brand Nubian.
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.