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 Chad and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Isaac Hayes to the grunge 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 Outsiders. All the underground hits.
All Supertramp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Smoke record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 mellotron 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 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Divine Comedy,
Circle Jerks,
Kaleidoscope,
The Detroit Cobras,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Mary Jane Girls,
Roger Hodgson,
The Pretty Things,
Cybotron,
Warren Ellis,
8 Eyed Spy,
Lucky Dragons,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Misunderstood,
the Slits,
The Walker Brothers,
Alison Limerick,
Average White Band,
Crime,
Duran Duran,
Groovy Waters,
the Sonics,
Marine Girls,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Rapeman,
The Invisible,
Au Pairs,
Lee Hazlewood,
Toni Rubio,
World's Most,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Victims,
Sandy B,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Jawbox,
Tropical Tobacco,
Grandmaster Flash,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Dirtbombs,
Scott Walker,
Nirvana,
Ten City,
Ultra Naté,
Hardrive,
The Happenings,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
One Last Wish,
Chris Corsano,
Mars,
Jesper Dahlback,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Banda Bassotti,
Dave Gahan,
the Association,
CMW,
Rakim,
Amazonics,
Todd Rundgren,
Shuggie Otis,
Urselle,
The Leaves,
Stiv Bators,
Skriet,
The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement.
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.