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 Tunisia and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Godley & Creme to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Johnny Clarke. All the underground hits.
All Suicide tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every cv313 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a synthesizer 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 snare and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Severed Heads,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Misunderstood,
Arcadia,
Soft Machine,
Section 25,
Jerry's Kids,
Prince Buster,
Girls At Our Best!,
Public Image Ltd.,
Ralphi Rosario,
Eddi Front,
Kas Product,
cv313,
Eli Mardock,
Franke,
The Red Krayola,
DJ Sneak,
Aaron Thompson,
Piero Umiliani,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Supertramp,
Joy Division,
the Slits,
Stereo Dub,
Maleditus Sound,
D'Angelo,
Dual Sessions,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Busters,
The Mummies,
Chris & Cosey,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Fall,
Thompson Twins,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Das Ding,
Audionom,
Isaac Hayes,
Matthew Bourne,
Dorothy Ashby,
David McCallum,
The Cramps,
Aswad,
The Martian,
The Selecter,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Derrick Morgan,
The Golliwogs,
Hashim,
Ponytail,
Echospace,
Can,
Television,
The Gladiators,
Alison Limerick,
Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis.
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.