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 Sweden and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 London Community Gospel Choir to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Sun Ra Arkestra. All the underground hits.
All Ash Ra Tempel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quantec record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Maurizio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Symarip,
Tomorrow,
Warren Ellis,
Bronski Beat,
Bad Manners,
K-Klass,
Public Image Ltd.,
Shoche,
Soft Cell,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
JFA,
Johnny Osbourne,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Toni Rubio,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Sexual Harrassment,
Neu!,
John Coltrane,
10cc,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Aloha Tigers,
Brass Construction,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Skriet,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Sound,
The Mighty Diamonds,
B.T. Express,
Scott Walker,
The Barracudas,
Joensuu 1685,
Judy Mowatt,
Stereo Dub,
Inner City,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Techniques,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Absolute Body Control,
Altered Images,
Cluster,
Flipper,
Alphaville,
Funkadelic,
The Leaves,
ABC,
Chrome,
Scratch Acid,
Barry Ungar,
Malaria!,
Flamin' Groovies,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Cameo,
Gastr Del Sol,
Rapeman,
Joyce Sims,
Jimmy McGriff,
Slave,
Don Cherry,
Wire,
Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments.
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.