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 Lesotho and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 rhodes 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 Ken Boothe to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 The Index. All the underground hits.
All Can tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yazoo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an organ 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 organ and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aloha Tigers,
Matthew Bourne,
Gang Starr,
Tom Boy,
The Slits,
Nico,
Joey Negro,
Donny Hathaway,
Amon Düül II,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Minor Threat,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Mojo Men,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Quadrant,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Eric B and Rakim,
Banda Bassotti,
Bob Dylan,
Ten City,
Janne Schatter,
James White and The Blacks,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Zapp,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Angels of Light,
The Evens,
The Moleskins,
Frankie Knuckles,
Pole,
Sun Ra,
Goldenarms,
Spoonie Gee,
The Residents,
Rod Modell,
Symarip,
Essential Logic,
Sex Pistols,
Technova,
Mark Hollis,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Pylon,
Mandrill,
Jimmy McGriff,
Gerry Rafferty,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sparks,
T.S.O.L.,
Yellowson,
Kool Moe Dee,
Sandy B,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Mary Jane Girls,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Groovy Waters,
The Fortunes,
Bobby Byrd,
Angry Samoans,
Sonic Youth,
Scott Walker, Scott Walker, Scott Walker, Scott Walker.
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.