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 St Lucia and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Funkadelic to the techno 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 The Durutti Column. All the underground hits.
All Ajijia Myrayebe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nirvana 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron 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 chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boz Scaggs,
The Standells,
The Leaves,
Stockholm Monsters,
Brand Nubian,
The Pop Group,
the Bar-Kays,
Quantec,
Jeru the Damaja,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Little Man,
Johnny Osbourne,
Arab on Radar,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Moss Icon,
Soft Machine,
Lou Reed,
Lower 48,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Public Image Ltd.,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Grauzone,
Joe Smooth,
Public Enemy,
This Heat,
Lightning Bolt,
Supertramp,
Mary Jane Girls,
Reagan Youth,
MDC,
Ultimate Spinach,
Todd Terry,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
New Age Steppers,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Prince Buster,
The Buckinghams,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Whodini,
KRS-One,
The Fugs,
The Busters,
Drive Like Jehu,
Visage,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Mr. Review,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Skriet,
Hasil Adkins,
Minutemen,
Pole,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Sparks,
Pere Ubu,
The Young Rascals,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Masters at Work,
10cc,
The Techniques,
Suburban Knight,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe.
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.