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 India and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Section 25 to the disco 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 Sad Lovers and Giants. All the underground hits.
All Make Up tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New Age Steppers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Von Mondo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dual Sessions,
Alice Coltrane,
Aswad,
Banda Bassotti,
Tomorrow,
H. Thieme,
Skaos,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Nirvana,
Sugar Minott,
Warsaw,
Gerry Rafferty,
Danielle Patucci,
Ken Boothe,
Chris & Cosey,
Panda Bear,
Zapp,
Kayak,
Bad Manners,
Eden Ahbez,
a-ha,
The Durutti Column,
Deakin,
Rosa Yemen,
Josef K,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Porter Ricks,
UT,
Pulsallama,
Bobby Byrd,
Gong,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Music Machine,
The Gladiators,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Simply Red,
Alphaville,
Y Pants,
The Last Poets,
Joensuu 1685,
Cheater Slicks,
The Pretty Things,
Heaven 17,
Chrome,
Toni Rubio,
Amon Düül,
Godley & Creme,
Metal Thangz,
Ludus,
Neu!,
The Misunderstood,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Bush Tetras,
Hashim,
Scan 7,
The Real Kids,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Girls At Our Best!,
Ice-T,
Stiv Bators,
Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo.
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.