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 Congo and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Idris Muhammad to the rock 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 Maurizio. All the underground hits.
All The Pop Group tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Urselle record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 a mellotron and an oboe 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 clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Monochrome Set,
The Detroit Cobras,
Model 500,
Swans,
Bluetip,
Pet Shop Boys,
Black Moon,
The Moleskins,
Sun Ra,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Eddi Front,
Man Parrish,
Erasure,
The Zeros,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Stockholm Monsters,
Drexciya,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Duran Duran,
Lou Reed,
Visage,
Terrestrial Tones,
Intrusion,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Eve St. Jones,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Martian,
Scratch Acid,
Camouflage,
Excepter,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Skaos,
Freddie Wadling,
Monolake,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Connie Case,
Dark Day,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Vainqueur,
Fela Kuti,
Sugar Minott,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Main Source,
Yusef Lateef,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Matthew Bourne,
Lightning Bolt,
The J.B.'s,
New York Dolls,
Kaleidoscope,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Sparks,
Newcleus,
Wasted Youth,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Bang On A Can,
Wolf Eyes,
OOIOO,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
the Normal,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth.
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.