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 Philippines and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Half Japanese to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 The Monochrome Set. All the underground hits.
All Agitation Free tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Simply Red 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 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 oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Underground Resistance,
Yellowson,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Evens,
Dual Sessions,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Unwound,
Eden Ahbez,
Goldenarms,
Cluster,
Archie Shepp,
Symarip,
F. McDonald,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Nils Olav,
the Slits,
The Raincoats,
Rekid,
Black Sheep,
Kaleidoscope,
Angry Samoans,
Aural Exciters,
Bronski Beat,
Terry Callier,
Public Enemy,
Brick,
David McCallum,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Babytalk,
Crispian St. Peters,
Marvin Gaye,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Godley & Creme,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Wasted Youth,
Skaos,
Donny Hathaway,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
New Order,
The Walker Brothers,
The Zeros,
UT,
Derrick May,
The Modern Lovers,
Andrew Hill,
Piero Umiliani,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Durutti Column,
Glenn Branca,
Flamin' Groovies,
Grauzone,
Lower 48,
The Buckinghams,
the Normal,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Gories,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Urselle,
The Techniques,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone.
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.