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 Tonga and from Calgary.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Selecter to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Index. All the underground hits.
All Derrick May tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Banda Bassotti 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a linndrum 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 marimba and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Gang Green,
Faraquet,
Hardrive,
Quantec,
The Music Machine,
Erasure,
The Busters,
Lucky Dragons,
The Fortunes,
Alison Limerick,
The New Christs,
Stereo Dub,
Eurythmics,
Prince Buster,
Faust,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Knickerbockers,
Quadrant,
Oblivians,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Adolescents,
The Alarm Clocks,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Ralphi Rosario,
AZ,
Warren Ellis,
New Age Steppers,
Bauhaus,
Tears for Fears,
R.M.O.,
Massinfluence,
Yellowson,
The Durutti Column,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Dave Gahan,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Gories,
Sarah Menescal,
Khruangbin,
The Remains,
Icehouse,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Gun Club,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Skaos,
Popol Vuh,
The Saints,
Royal Trux,
This Heat,
Bang On A Can,
Gang Gang Dance,
Ice-T,
Deakin,
The Monks,
Minutemen,
Rufus Thomas,
Second Layer,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Sonics, The Sonics, The Sonics, The Sonics.
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.