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 Dominica and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez 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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 Michael McDonald 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 Sonics to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Jerry's Kids. All the underground hits.
All Funky Four + One tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scientists record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a güiro 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 snare and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arthur Verocai,
Barrington Levy,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Arab on Radar,
Rekid,
Kerri Chandler,
The J.B.'s,
Ken Boothe,
Quadrant,
Prince Buster,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Second Layer,
Sun Ra,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Gil Scott Heron,
Skriet,
The Durutti Column,
Youth Brigade,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Mr. Review,
Swans,
Pere Ubu,
Brand Nubian,
MDC,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Roxy Music,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Grey Daturas,
John Holt,
The Moleskins,
Radiohead,
Metal Thangz,
Ponytail,
Sandy B,
KRS-One,
Donald Byrd,
Brick,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Chrome,
Liliput,
Dave Gahan,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Al Stewart,
The Kinks,
Judy Mowatt,
Tears for Fears,
Accadde A,
Agitation Free,
Theoretical Girls,
Soft Cell,
the Swans,
Stockholm Monsters,
Von Mondo,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Godley & Creme,
Section 25,
John Coltrane,
Make Up,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Spoonie Gee,
The Smiths, The Smiths, The Smiths, The Smiths.
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.