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 Cyprus and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 theremin 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 Black Dice to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Surgeon. All the underground hits.
All Kaleidoscope tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lyres 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a sitar 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 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Names,
Thompson Twins,
Lou Christie,
Avey Tare,
Faraquet,
Soft Cell,
The Detroit Cobras,
Dave Gahan,
Cal Tjader,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Scott Walker,
The Fugs,
The Count Five,
Bill Near,
Nils Olav,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Agitation Free,
Newcleus,
Skriet,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Kurtis Blow,
Au Pairs,
Lucky Dragons,
Pulsallama,
Silicon Teens,
Qualms,
Simply Red,
Boogie Down Productions,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Zeros,
Michelle Simonal,
Roxy Music,
Robert Hood,
Fad Gadget,
Basic Channel,
Television,
Barry Ungar,
Ten City,
Fela Kuti,
Moebius,
Infiniti,
Blossom Toes,
Wings,
Jeru the Damaja,
Boz Scaggs,
Wolf Eyes,
Quantec,
Curtis Mayfield,
Leonard Cohen,
Sandy B,
Massinfluence,
The Angels of Light,
Chris Corsano,
Scion,
Quadrant,
Blake Baxter,
MC5,
48th St. Collective,
The Searchers,
Altered Images,
Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios.
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.