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 Spain and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 Salvador and Shanghai.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Joe Smooth to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Con Funk Shun. All the underground hits.
All The Index tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Happenings record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe 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 guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joyce Sims,
Pharoah Sanders,
La Düsseldorf,
The Standells,
Zero Boys,
MC5,
Boredoms,
Bill Wells,
The Durutti Column,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Beau Brummels,
The Red Krayola,
The Raincoats,
Eric Dolphy,
Mad Mike,
The Velvet Underground,
The New Christs,
Leonard Cohen,
Pantaleimon,
Jacques Brel,
Sparks,
Connie Case,
The Shadows of Knight,
In Retrospect,
Jawbox,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Tremeloes,
Magma,
The Dead C,
The Birthday Party,
Sällskapet,
Arthur Verocai,
the Association,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Kerrie Biddell,
Bang On A Can,
The Doobie Brothers,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Skarface,
T. Rex,
the Swans,
John Foxx,
Derrick Morgan,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Ken Boothe,
Sam Rivers,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Pere Ubu,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
PIL,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Royal Trux,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Gladiators,
The Techniques,
Bob Dylan,
Mr. Review,
Marine Girls,
The Searchers,
Sugar Minott,
Charles Mingus,
London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir.
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.