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 Botswana and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 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 Von Mondo to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Massinfluence. All the underground hits.
All Liaisons Dangereuses tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Hood 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a MDC record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Isaac Hayes,
Avey Tare,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Absolute Body Control,
Terry Callier,
Jeru the Damaja,
Barry Ungar,
Pharoah Sanders,
kango's stein massive,
Erykah Badu,
The Doors,
The Star Department,
Deakin,
Colin Newman,
Eve St. Jones,
Barrington Levy,
Popol Vuh,
Pagans,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Moleskins,
Cymande,
Basic Channel,
Rosa Yemen,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Monochrome Set,
The Toasters,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Easy Going,
Jawbox,
Ituana,
Morten Harket,
Royal Trux,
Kayak,
B.T. Express,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Fuzztones,
Rapeman,
Johnny Osbourne,
Jandek,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The American Breed,
Neil Young,
Michelle Simonal,
Radiopuhelimet,
World's Most,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Alphaville,
Marc Almond,
Radiohead,
Dead Boys,
Essential Logic,
Reuben Wilson,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
the Bar-Kays,
Tears for Fears,
The Sound,
Fela Kuti,
The Blackbyrds,
X-101,
Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One.
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.