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 Sweden and from Tehran.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the 808 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 The Five Americans to the rock 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 Tim Buckley. All the underground hits.
All Symarip tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Slits 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a theremin 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 chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
10cc,
Cal Tjader,
Interpol,
Fad Gadget,
Nik Kershaw,
Sällskapet,
The Modern Lovers,
Wally Richardson,
Derrick Morgan,
New York Dolls,
Roger Hodgson,
Massinfluence,
Robert Görl,
Minor Threat,
Sun City Girls,
R.M.O.,
James White and The Blacks,
Sun Ra,
Bronski Beat,
Jacques Brel,
The Kinks,
Tom Boy,
Hardrive,
Josef K,
The Mummies,
John Cale,
The Doors,
Judy Mowatt,
MC5,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Johnny Clarke,
Half Japanese,
One Last Wish,
Bad Manners,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Detroit Cobras,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Five Americans,
The Young Rascals,
Average White Band,
Rod Modell,
Bluetip,
Zapp,
Lindisfarne,
The Vogues,
Magma,
Minnie Riperton,
Cybotron,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Niagra,
Stockholm Monsters,
Steve Hackett,
The Divine Comedy,
Scan 7,
Funkadelic,
Alphaville,
Dark Day,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Martian,
The Gories,
Scratch Acid,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode.
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.