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 Romania and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Scott Walker to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Saints. All the underground hits.
All Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Outsiders 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a clarinet 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 guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David Axelrod,
The Cure,
Todd Terry,
The Knickerbockers,
Tommy Roe,
Rakim,
Scion,
Nation of Ulysses,
Echospace,
Youth Brigade,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Blossom Toes,
Toni Rubio,
Connie Case,
Reagan Youth,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Rhythm & Sound,
Patti Smith,
ABBA,
Barbara Tucker,
MDC,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
kango's stein massive,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Dennis Brown,
Idris Muhammad,
The Names,
Oneida,
Franke,
June Days,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Young Marble Giants,
The Move,
The Velvet Underground,
Sixth Finger,
Rites of Spring,
Black Bananas,
Moebius,
Liliput,
Crispy Ambulance,
Surgeon,
Babytalk,
Oblivians,
Wasted Youth,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Freddie Wadling,
Kayak,
Clear Light,
The Cramps,
Danielle Patucci,
Bootsy Collins,
Mantronix,
Bad Manners,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Althea and Donna,
X-102,
MC5,
Roxette,
Dave Gahan,
Masters at Work,
Don Cherry,
Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren.
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.