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 Senegal and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Colin Newman to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Loose Ends. All the underground hits.
All Animal Collective tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stetsasonic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 rhodes and a chamberlin 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 organ and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mad Mike,
Lakeside,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Music Machine,
Alton Ellis,
Junior Murvin,
Reagan Youth,
Bobby Byrd,
Ten City,
Hardrive,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Sexual Harrassment,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Mojo Men,
Tres Demented,
This Heat,
Scion,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
John Holt,
Barclay James Harvest,
Amon Düül,
Alice Coltrane,
Nation of Ulysses,
Metal Thangz,
Scientists,
Sister Nancy,
Glambeats Corp.,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Magma,
Nils Olav,
The Kinks,
JFA,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Skatalites,
Technova,
Neu!,
Cymande,
Animal Collective,
Kas Product,
Procol Harum,
Desert Stars,
Roxy Music,
Banda Bassotti,
Bauhaus,
Electric Prunes,
The Monochrome Set,
Wally Richardson,
Cheater Slicks,
The Five Americans,
Bobby Womack,
Chris Corsano,
Shoche,
Sun City Girls,
EPMD,
Morten Harket,
T.S.O.L.,
Sonic Youth,
Organ,
Young Marble Giants,
Harmonia,
Supertramp,
Q and Not U,
Warsaw, Warsaw, Warsaw, Warsaw.
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.