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 Tajikistan and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 rhodes 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 Cameo 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 Joensuu 1685. All the underground hits.
All Mad Mike tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every James White and The Blacks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a spring reverb 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 linndrum and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ohio Players,
Alison Limerick,
Lungfish,
Ornette Coleman,
Tubeway Army,
Black Pus,
Eddi Front,
Marcia Griffiths,
Dennis Brown,
Barbara Tucker,
Surgeon,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
CMW,
The Misunderstood,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
John Holt,
Bobby Sherman,
Delon & Dalcan,
Guru Guru,
The Blackbyrds,
Bronski Beat,
Kenny Larkin,
Amazonics,
The Barracudas,
Rakim,
Section 25,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Excepter,
The Flesh Eaters,
John Lydon,
Quantec,
Flamin' Groovies,
Babytalk,
Amon Düül II,
Chrome,
Pagans,
Wings,
Quadrant,
Lindisfarne,
Ultimate Spinach,
John Coltrane,
Marine Girls,
June of 44,
The Blues Magoos,
Isaac Hayes,
Robert Hood,
Make Up,
This Heat,
Rapeman,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Buzzcocks,
Pet Shop Boys,
Groovy Waters,
Bill Wells,
Yaz,
Camberwell Now,
Grauzone,
Cymande,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Delta 5,
X-101,
Zero Boys,
Roger Hodgson,
U.S. Maple,
Amon Düül, Amon Düül, Amon Düül, Amon Düül.
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.