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 Israel and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Underground Resistance 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.
All Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barrington Levy 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a güiro 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 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ponytail,
Youth Brigade,
The Kinks,
Lee Hazlewood,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
A Certain Ratio,
Stereo Dub,
World's Most,
Dark Day,
Mad Mike,
Quadrant,
Donny Hathaway,
Country Teasers,
Tres Demented,
Sexual Harrassment,
FM Einheit,
Eden Ahbez,
Marcia Griffiths,
It's A Beautiful Day,
June Days,
Mr. Review,
The Knickerbockers,
Das Ding,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Drexciya,
Avey Tare,
Monks,
Silicon Teens,
DJ Style,
The United States of America,
The Dirtbombs,
The American Breed,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Erykah Badu,
Davy DMX,
Ornette Coleman,
Colin Newman,
Brothers Johnson,
Can,
Lou Reed,
Robert Wyatt,
Tim Buckley,
Subhumans,
MDC,
The Human League,
Ken Boothe,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Buzzcocks,
UT,
Dave Gahan,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Fortunes,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Black Dice,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Agent Orange,
The Pop Group,
Black Bananas,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Talk Talk,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Dead C,
Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force.
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.