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 Turkey and from Columbus.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Guru Guru to the techno 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 Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five. All the underground hits.
All Ralphi Rosario tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Liliput record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a sitar 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 mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Modern Lovers,
Tommy Roe,
Bill Near,
The Human League,
B.T. Express,
Lou Reed,
The Buckinghams,
Pantytec,
Rotary Connection,
Susan Cadogan,
Carl Craig,
Absolute Body Control,
Leonard Cohen,
Erykah Badu,
Derrick Morgan,
Motorama,
Derrick May,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Five Americans,
The Victims,
the Sonics,
Con Funk Shun,
Fluxion,
Dave Gahan,
Jandek,
The Walker Brothers,
The Trojans,
the Bar-Kays,
Tim Buckley,
Alison Limerick,
Lightning Bolt,
Robert Görl,
Josef K,
Amon Düül,
Country Teasers,
Jeff Mills,
Public Image Ltd.,
Connie Case,
Das Ding,
Bronski Beat,
Amon Düül II,
Eli Mardock,
Black Flag,
Y Pants,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Mark Hollis,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Nik Kershaw,
Groovy Waters,
Matthew Halsall,
Toni Rubio,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Clear Light,
Stetsasonic,
Todd Rundgren,
The Alarm Clocks,
Eurythmics,
Chris & Cosey,
Surgeon,
Cheater Slicks,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Dead C,
Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence.
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.