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 Kosovo and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the marimba 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 Adolescents to the rock 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 Average White Band. All the underground hits.
All James White and The Blacks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sarah Menescal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 synthesizer and a rhodes 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 spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Motions,
The Kinks,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
MDC,
The Black Dice,
The Martian,
Sun Ra,
Qualms,
Blancmange,
Kayak,
Lalann,
Quantec,
Jeff Mills,
Oneida,
Godley & Creme,
Wings,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Cramps,
Lightning Bolt,
The Dave Clark Five,
Organ,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Sound Behaviour,
The Fortunes,
Quadrant,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Scrapy,
The Happenings,
Bobby Byrd,
Massinfluence,
Aswad,
Joey Negro,
The Birthday Party,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
New York Dolls,
Khruangbin,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Angry Samoans,
Porter Ricks,
Man Eating Sloth,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Soft Machine,
Pere Ubu,
David McCallum,
Neu!,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Gap Band,
Radiohead,
the Association,
Grauzone,
Flipper,
the Normal,
Tom Boy,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
PIL,
Tubeway Army,
The Sound,
The Mojo Men,
James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions.
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.