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 Kuwait and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 Spokane and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the mellotron 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 The Fortunes to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Stiv Bators. All the underground hits.
All Deadbeat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter and Kerry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a güiro 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 sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Magazine,
Fugazi,
Lindisfarne,
Deakin,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Agitation Free,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Joey Negro,
Ultra Naté,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Associates,
Bizarre Inc.,
Frankie Knuckles,
Jandek,
Black Pus,
Ken Boothe,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Rapeman,
Scratch Acid,
Donald Byrd,
Matthew Halsall,
Mandrill,
Los Fastidios,
Pulsallama,
Rakim,
Skaos,
The Red Krayola,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Television Personalities,
Lee Hazlewood,
Fela Kuti,
Harpers Bizarre,
Lebanon Hanover,
Scientists,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Gabor Szabo,
Thee Headcoats,
Guru Guru,
The Alarm Clocks,
Deepchord,
Minutemen,
Alphaville,
Gang Gang Dance,
Ice-T,
Monolake,
Grauzone,
Underground Resistance,
Livin' Joy,
The Fugs,
The Seeds,
Groovy Waters,
The Leaves,
Cameo,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Man Parrish,
Swell Maps,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Amazonics,
Glenn Branca, Glenn Branca, Glenn Branca, Glenn Branca.
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.