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 Lithuania and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Ronnie Foster to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Notorious Big And Bone Thugs. All the underground hits.
All Pagans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Al Stewart 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a mellotron 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 theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pagans,
Patti Smith,
Mantronix,
Jeff Mills,
Lakeside,
Roger Hodgson,
The Velvet Underground,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Chris Corsano,
Albert Ayler,
KRS-One,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Siglo XX,
Fugazi,
Pulsallama,
Henry Cow,
The Cowsills,
Mars,
Tommy Roe,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Trojans,
Barrington Levy,
Kool Moe Dee,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Scott Walker,
Ralphi Rosario,
Cecil Taylor,
Vladislav Delay,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Clear Light,
Scrapy,
Moby Grape,
Soul II Soul,
Erykah Badu,
Saccharine Trust,
Alphaville,
Accadde A,
The Invisible,
Oneida,
Bobby Byrd,
Danielle Patucci,
Soul Sonic Force,
Slick Rick,
Lightning Bolt,
Dawn Penn,
Sex Pistols,
Pere Ubu,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Marmalade,
John Cale,
Lebanon Hanover,
Babytalk,
Can,
Wings,
Index,
The Dave Clark Five,
Black Moon,
Little Man,
Fela Kuti,
Piero Umiliani,
Faraquet,
Excepter,
Aswad,
Slave,
The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party.
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.