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 Brazil and from Taipei.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 808 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 H. Thieme to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Spandau Ballet. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Shoche record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a rhodes 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 arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The United States of America,
Guru Guru,
Marine Girls,
Motorama,
Ornette Coleman,
Con Funk Shun,
Gerry Rafferty,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Flamin' Groovies,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Basic Channel,
Maleditus Sound,
Porter Ricks,
LL Cool J,
Wire,
New Age Steppers,
Jandek,
Animal Collective,
In Retrospect,
The Five Americans,
Lucky Dragons,
Delta 5,
Groovy Waters,
The Raincoats,
The Evens,
Josef K,
Carl Craig,
Kevin Saunderson,
Chris & Cosey,
EPMD,
Robert Hood,
T. Rex,
Simply Red,
Minnie Riperton,
Sandy B,
The Fall,
Television,
New Order,
PIL,
Pet Shop Boys,
Subhumans,
The Angels of Light,
Piero Umiliani,
Scan 7,
Rekid,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Soul II Soul,
Blake Baxter,
Shuggie Otis,
Sixth Finger,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Q65,
Parry Music,
Glambeats Corp.,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Bobby Sherman,
Skaos,
Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities.
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.