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 Peru and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Finger to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 EPMD. All the underground hits.
All Joe Smooth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Excepter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an arpeggiator 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 marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Slits,
Alison Limerick,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Bizarre Inc.,
Barbara Tucker,
Yellowson,
Scratch Acid,
The Fortunes,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Count Five,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
X-102,
Jeff Mills,
Idris Muhammad,
The Residents,
Echospace,
June Days,
Newcleus,
Main Source,
Lalo Schifrin,
Lyres,
Marcia Griffiths,
Juan Atkins,
DJ Style,
Jimmy McGriff,
Jesper Dahlback,
Godley & Creme,
Stereo Dub,
Pere Ubu,
Saccharine Trust,
The Gladiators,
Kenny Larkin,
Jacques Brel,
Max Romeo,
Das Ding,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Darondo,
Amon Düül II,
Los Fastidios,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Pantytec,
Simply Red,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Boz Scaggs,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Faraquet,
Flash Fearless,
Minor Threat,
Pylon,
James White and The Blacks,
Flamin' Groovies,
Jeff Lynne,
Cecil Taylor,
The Kinks,
H. Thieme,
Slick Rick,
The Durutti Column,
Outsiders,
Duran Duran,
The Selecter,
The Modern Lovers,
Scan 7,
Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew.
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.