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 Nauru and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the mellotron 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 F. McDonald to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Alton Ellis. All the underground hits.
All Harpers Bizarre tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minny Pops record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s 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 Monolake record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Anthony Braxton,
Lou Christie,
Girls At Our Best!,
Kool Moe Dee,
Fad Gadget,
The Martian,
Cluster,
Dorothy Ashby,
Bobby Womack,
Henry Cow,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Alice Coltrane,
Mo-Dettes,
Derrick Morgan,
The Names,
Swans,
The Fortunes,
Wire,
Tubeway Army,
The Evens,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Gang Green,
Groovy Waters,
Gang Gang Dance,
David Axelrod,
Funkadelic,
The Gories,
Iggy Pop,
Kas Product,
Donald Byrd,
Excepter,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Scratch Acid,
A Certain Ratio,
Young Marble Giants,
Half Japanese,
The Motions,
Lakeside,
Quantec,
Average White Band,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Pantaleimon,
Gregory Isaacs,
The J.B.'s,
Technova,
Mad Mike,
Dawn Penn,
The Human League,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Chrome,
Slick Rick,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Erasure,
Steve Hackett,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Public Enemy,
The Star Department,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Zeros,
John Coltrane,
Albert Ayler,
Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne.
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.